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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red sky bleeding on my dashboard
Radio stuck on static prayers
Dust devils dancing in the rearview
Smoke snakes twisting through the air
Boot prints baked into the blacktop
Heat waves crawling up my spine
Every mile a burned-out backroad
Welcome to this wounded borderline
[Chorus]
Fire Country
Where the rivers run dry and the oaks turn coal
Fire Country
Where the good die young and the bad grow old
We drink from a map of scars
Call the ashes home
Fire Country
Branded on my bones
[Verse 2]
Granddad’s barn a rusted gravestone
Tin roof melted in the clay
He said “hell don’t need a zipcode
It just walks here every August day”
Sirens singing like a choir
Paint the canyon red and gold
We pass buckets
Pass our stories
Watch the flames rewrite what we were told
[Chorus]
Fire Country
Where the rivers run dry and the oaks turn coal
Fire Country
Where the good die young and the bad grow old
We drink from a map of scars
Call the ashes home
Fire Country
Branded on my bones
[Bridge]
I got soot in my lungs
Names on my tongue
Can’t wash this valley from my veins (hey!)
If the rain ever comes
It’ll pound these drums
But it won’t erase our saints
[Chorus]
Fire Country
Where the rivers run dry and the oaks turn coal
Fire Country
Where the good die young and the bad grow old
We drink from a map of scars
Call the ashes home
Fire Country
Fire Country
Branded on my bones
Details
GeneratedMar 14, 2026
Duration2:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Dark country hard rock with male vocals; swampy baritone guitar and slide riff over a stomping, tom-heavy groove. Verses stay low and tense, kick and floor tom pounding like distant thunder; chorus explodes with big distorted power chords, stacked gang shouts, and gritty harmonies. Bridge drops to half-time with eerie tremolo guitar, then slams back into a final double-length chorus and sustained feedback., hard rock, country
Credits
Prompt by
StoneFury
StoneFuryModelAria v5
Prompt
A song about Fire Country, in the style of Dark Country, rock, hard rock
