Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Boots on cobblestone Posters peeling from the wall Voices marching in my head Saying this is all your fault Cracked glass Red flags History screaming from the ground You swore the world would bow Now it’s dragging your name down [Chorus] You don’t win this war You don’t own these lives All your twisted dreams Turn to ash before our eyes You don’t win this war We’re not singing your name Every lie you carved in stone We tear it from the frame [Verse 2] Children learn the dates But they don’t wear your decay You’re a warning in the margins Not a crown upon the page Steel tracks Dark trains Echo loud in every class We don’t cheer the raised fists We just count the shattered glass [Chorus] You don’t win this war You don’t own these lives All your twisted dreams Turn to ash before our eyes You don’t win this war We’re not singing your name Every lie you carved in stone We tear it from the frame [Bridge] This is for the ghosts Who never came back home (hey) For every stolen future We carve that into stone No glory in your shadow Just a scar that we expose The story ends in ruins And that’s all the world remembers most [Chorus] You don’t win this war You don’t own these lives All your twisted dreams Turn to ash before our eyes You don’t win this war We’re not singing your name Every lie you carved in stone We tear it from the frame
Tags
rock, Aggressive mid-tempo rock, distorted rhythm guitars and gritty male vocals. Verses stay tight and tense with palm-muted riffs and tom-heavy drums; chorus erupts with open chords, gang shouts, and a sharp melodic hook. Bridge drops to bass and vocal before slamming back with double-time energy and a searing lead guitar line.
Duration
3:01
Instrumental
No
Created
2/14/2026