Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Smoke in my chest Old scars sing like steel I walk on broken echoes Tasting every wound I feel Dust in my teeth Names of my failures on my tongue Grandfather’s eyes in the coals Saying nothing Holding on [Chorus] Pain is loud Like a war drum calling (hey!) Kicks the gate of your stubborn heart down Wisdom’s quiet Like snow on the mountain If you listen If you listen You can hear what you must become now [Verse 2] Wild fire dancers Spin in the circles of my rage Gypsy feet over hot stones Laughing at the bars of my cage Storm in my veins But my teachers never shout They hide in the pause between breaths Where the truth crawls out [Chorus] Pain is loud Like a war drum calling (hey!) Kicks the gate of your stubborn heart down Wisdom’s quiet Like snow on the mountain If you listen If you listen You can hear what you must become now [Bridge] [Drums drop to toms Throat-sung chant rises] Voices of wolves in the wind Voices of ash in the fire All of them carving a path Out of my anger Out of my fear [Chanted gang vocals] What you fear You will face What you carry You erase [Chorus] Pain is loud Like a war drum calling (hey!) Kicks the gate of your stubborn heart down Wisdom’s quiet Like snow on the mountain If you listen If you listen You can hear what you must become now (You can hear what you must become now)
Tags
folk, Epic Mongolian folk-metal with male vocals, galloping double-kick under a droning low fiddle, horsehead fiddle and jaw harp weaving around detuned guitars. Verses stay tense with open space and throat-sung drones; chorus explodes with gang shouts and wide power chords. Mid-song break leans into hand percussion and raw vocal chants before the final chorus climbs an octave and hits harder., loud, metal
Duration
3:22
Instrumental
No
Created
2/13/2026