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[Intro]
Born in the smoke
Raised in the spark
Name on the ash
Heart in the dark (yeah)
[Verse 1]
They said, "Boy, you'll burn out"
I said, "Watch me burn through"
Charcoal on my fingers
From the doors that I blew
Broke out of that furnace
Dragged hell on my shoes
Every scar that I carry
Still glows like the fuse
Turn pain into pressure
Turn pressure to gold
Got a past made of cinders
And a future on hold
Every step leaves embers
Every breath breathes war
If I ever cool down
Heat me up once more (woo)
[Chorus]
I'm the son of flames
Walkin' through the fire like it ain't no thing
All that smoke in my lungs, I was born that way
You can feel that burn when you hear my name
(son of flames, son of flames)
I'm the son of flames
Turn a dark night bright with the words I say
Every doubt, every hate, watch it melt away
You can feel that burn when you hear my name
(son of flames, son of flames)
[Verse 2]
They threw gas on my grief
Thought it'd set me off quick
But I lit up my grit
Let the blaze do the lift
I was forged in the struggle
Bent steel, cracked stone
All the lies that they told me
I carved into a throne
I don't run from the scorch
I just open my palms
If the world wanna smoke
I been breathing it calm
Got a soul that’s seared
But the vision stay clear
If the sky rains fire
I'm the reason it's here (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm the son of flames
Walkin' through the fire like it ain't no thing
All that smoke in my lungs, I was born that way
You can feel that burn when you hear my name
(son of flames, son of flames)
I'm the son of flames
Turn a dark night bright with the words I say
Every doubt, every hate, watch it melt away
You can feel that burn when you hear my name
(son of flames, son of flames)
Details
GeneratedFeb 4, 2026
Duration2:49
LanguageFrench
Style
rap, Dark cinematic trap beat with looming strings, sub-heavy 808s, and crisp hats; male vocals shifting from hushed menace in the verses to explosive, chant-ready hooks. Layers of ominous choir stabs on the chorus, subtle distorted ad-libs, and a rising riser into a scorched final hook.
Credits
Prompt by
OrganicSignal300
OrganicSignal300ModelAria v5
Prompt
Son Of Flames, male, rap
