Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Spanish moss Breathes on my neck Cypress knees Like teeth in the black Lanterns drowned Years ago Something follows Everywhere I go Mud up to my knees Air tastes like rust Hear a wet growl Crawling through the brush Old folks warned me Said don’t look back I hear it laughing In the cattail cracks [Chorus] Rougarou in the reeds Howling low Howling low Dragging chains of old beliefs Through the bayou Through my bones If I run Or if I plead It still wants my name My blood Rougarou in the reeds Crawling out the swamp at dusk [Verse 2] Moon caught On a broken branch Alligator eyes Watch my last chance Prayers stick To the roof of my mouth Every step I take Pulls me further south Stories in the kitchen Whispered over rice Trading sins for silence Rolling dice If you break your promise It comes for you Wet paws print Right through your room [Chorus] Rougarou in the reeds Howling low Howling low Dragging chains of old beliefs Through the bayou Through my bones If I run Or if I plead It still wants my name My blood Rougarou in the reeds Crawling out the swamp at dusk [Bridge] [Guitars drop to eerie cleans] It knows my face From my father’s fear Passed down like debt Year to year Every secret Fed the dark Now it wears My aching heart (oh) [Chorus] Rougarou in the reeds Howling low Howling low Dragging chains of old beliefs Through the bayou Through my bones If I run Or if I bleed It still sings my name in mud Rougarou in the reeds I’m the one it’s dreaming of
Tags
rock, Swampy dark grunge rock, male vocals; murky drop-tuned guitars with bent, dissonant chords and a slow, dragging half-time groove. Verses stay low and whispered over tom-heavy drums and droning bass; chorus explodes with rasped vocals, open crash, and fuzzed-out power chords. Bridge pulls back to eerie clean guitar with chorus-drenched harmonics, then slams into a final, doubled-vocal hook and feedback tail., cajun, grunge
Duration
4:38
Instrumental
No
Created
1/26/2026