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[Verse 1]
They buried a name in stone
But the grave kept open wide
Saw him in the lampblack rain
With a grin like a silver knife
Black gloves on a marble hand
Wine on the collar of night
He reads our sins like a book
Then laughs at the final line
[Pre-Chorus]
He never left
No, he never sleeps
In the back of your skull
Where the black wind leans
[Chorus]
Byron never died
He lives in the dark
(He lives in the dark)
Byron never died
He kisses the scar
(He kisses the scar)
Blood on his tongue
And a song in the ash
Byron never died
He comes back fast
[Verse 2]
He walks through the fever dream
With a chalice of borrowed breath
Romance in a shattered coat
And a pact with a velvet death
He loves like a loaded blade
He drinks from the wrists of saints
Sardonic as candle smoke
Beautiful as a curse that stays
[Pre-Chorus]
He never left
No, he never fades
Every sleeping mind
Is a room he takes
[Chorus]
Byron never died
He lives in the dark
(He lives in the dark)
Byron never died
He kisses the scar
(He kisses the scar)
Blood on his tongue
And a song in the ash
Byron never died
He comes back fast
[Bridge]
When your eyelids fall
He is already there
At the edge of the bed
In the cold dead air
He raises a toast
To the ruin inside
Then steals your sweet name
And wears it with pride
[Chorus]
Byron never died
He lives in the dark
(He lives in the dark)
Byron never died
He kisses the scar
(He kisses the scar)
Blood on his tongue
And a song in the ash
Byron never died
He comes back fast
[Outro]
So lock your prayers
And bar your dreams
He wants the tender parts
He wants the seams
Byron never died
Byron never died
(He lives in the dark)
Details
GeneratedApr 23, 2026
Duration4:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gothic rock with driving mid-tempo toms, haunted bassline, and serrated guitar swells; verse stalks with sparse low-end and clipped cymbal ticks, pre-chorus opens into cathedral echoes and rising harmony stacks, chorus hits with gang vocals and a doomed, romantic hook. Baroque organ stabs, reversed chimes, and distant thunder rolls bridge into the final lift. Dark, glossy, ominous mix with close-mic baritone vocal, doubled on key lines and drenched in delay throws., romantic, gothic rock
Credits
Prompt by
Byroniceye
ByroniceyeModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Gothic rock song exploring the idea that Lord Byron never died, but lurks & haunts our dreams & nightmares from the shadows with a dark majesty: a sardonic, romantic drinker of blood & souls & sins.
