Strings On Fire by Tyeto - Zona

Strings On Fire

Track · Feb 21, 2026 · English

Strings On Fire

Tyeto

Duration

4:59

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Crossed arms on the crossbar

Head hung from the wire

Painted smile

Chipped and crooked

Cheap wood soaked in fire

[Verse 1]

You twist your fingers

My body takes the blame

You write the script

My mouth repeats your name

Every step

A borrowed motion

Every breath

A bit of shame

[Pre-Chorus]

I feel the strings

Dig in my skin

You pull

I swing

But I won't give in

[Chorus]

I'm not your puppet anymore

Cut the cords

Let the splinters fall

You yank and shake this broken frame

But you can't own my soul at all

You carved your words into my hands

Made me dance

Made me crawl

I'm not your puppet anymore

Hear me tear down your paper throne

[Verse 2]

You crowd of faces

Clapping at the show

You love the wreckage

You don't want to know

That under painted lashes

There’s a rage about to blow

[Pre-Chorus]

I feel the snap

Of one frayed line

You feel me crack

I call it spine

[Chorus]

I'm not your puppet anymore

Cut the cords

Let the splinters fall

You yank and shake this broken frame

But you can't own my soul at all

You carved your words into my hands

Made me dance

Made me crawl

I'm not your puppet anymore

Hear me tear down your paper throne

[Bridge]

[Extended guitar break – slow

Melodic lead blooms into rapid-fire harmony runs

Then dives back into a brutal gallop]

Saw through my shoulders

Rip out the nails

Ashes of orders

Blown off the rails

You lose your power

Each thread that fails

I learn to stagger

Then walk

Then impale

[Breakdown]

Cut

These

Strings (hey!)

Let

Me

Fall

I'd rather hit the ground

Than hang inside your hall

[Chorus]

I'm not your puppet anymore

Cut the cords

Let the splinters fall

You yank and shake this broken frame

But you can't own my soul at all

You carved your words into my hands

Made me dance

Made me crawl

I'm not your puppet anymore

Watch your kingdom of dust dissolve

[Outro]

[Guitars hold a soaring

Bent note over crashing cymbals that fade to a low

Ringing chord]

Hands up

Not in surrender

Hands up

Reaching alone

Wood burns

Wires tangle

But I walk off your empty throne

Style

rockaggressive thrash / speed metal ballad: clean arpeggio intro that erupts into palm‑muteddownpicked riffing and double‑time drums. male vocals start half‑cleanthen push into raspyhigh‑energy screams on the chorus. verses ride a tensechugging groove; chorus widens with power‑chord walls and gang shouts. extended dual-guitar lead section in the bridgetrading melodic lines and shred runs over galloping rhythm. big halftime outrosustained feedbackand a finalshouted hook.metalspeed metalhard rockballadthrash metal

Prompt

A song about being controlled like a puppet, Metallica ballad style with long guitar solos

Credits

Prompt by

Tyeto

GeneratedFeb 21, 2026

ModelAria v5