Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Red blade Green blade Doors slide open, time slows Breathing at my back like a ghost Little boy staring through the smoke Hoping futures can be fixed in one stroke Jedi robes Engines howl in the dust Every prophecy Balancing on our trust [Chorus] I hear the drums of a phantom menace In every step, in every sentence Shadows marching in the senate halls Smiling while they watch empires fall We draw our lines on the hanger floor Two against the rising storm of war I feel the pull of a hidden hand Tearing apart my quiet plan [Verse 2] Desert sun Sand stuck in my teeth Freedom sold Under silvered speech Queens in paint Trade routes as a chain Children playing On the edge of a flame Red hood Cold eyes, calm rage (hey!) Every move Written on a secret page We're just blades In a stranger's game Still I run When they call my name [Chorus] I hear the drums of a phantom menace In every step, in every sentence Shadows marching in the senate halls Smiling while they watch empires fall We draw our lines on the hanger floor Two against the rising storm of war I feel the pull of a hidden hand Tearing apart my quiet plan [Bridge] One master down in the glow and smoke (Stay with me, stay with me) Hope hangs on the word he spoke “Train the boy” as the echo breaks As the battle burns the sky to flakes [Chorus] I hear the drums of a phantom menace In every vow, in every sentence Shadows carving their names in stone Building thrones out of blood and bone We draw our lines on the hanger floor Two against the endless roar of war I feel the pull of a hidden hand Changing the fate of the whole damn land
Tags
Big cinematic metalcore: soaring strings and brass over drop-tuned guitars and double-kick bursts. Male vocals switching between harsh screams in the verses and epic, gang-sung hooks in the chorus. Orchestral choir layers lift the main melody; breakdown slams in with syncopated chugs and tom-heavy drums before a final, sky-splitting reprise., metalcore
Duration
4:07
Instrumental
No
Created
4/16/2026