Lyrics
The iron calls, a heavy toll,
Aching muscles, a weary soul.
Each rep a scream, a silent fight,
Against the darkness of the night.
Hundred eighty-five, the needle flies,
Wind screams a lullaby, beneath these blackened skies.
Twisted metal, a burning heart,
Just another way to fall apart.
Engine roars, a primal plea,
A desperate need to finally be free.
The road unwinds, a ribbon black,
No turning back, no looking back.
Hundred eighty-five, the needle flies,
Wind screams a lullaby, beneath these blackened skies.
Twisted metal, a burning heart,
Just another way to fall apart.
Maybe in the speed, I'll find release,
A final moment of shattered peace.
No more pain, no more despair,
Just empty air, beyond compare.
Hundred eighty-five, the needle flies,
Wind screams a lullaby, beneath these blackened skies.
Twisted metal, a burning heart,
Just another way to fall apart.
Fade away, into the gray,
Another life just slipped away.
Style
sad rap
Credits
Prompt byDroneMelody864
GeneratedOct 7, 2025
ModelAria v4
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