

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Tongue tastes rust Teeth grind dust from the past life I trace old scars Like rosary beads for a lost crime Mirror on the floor Face in fragments I count them Every crack a promise That I’ll never really mend [Chorus] I wear a crown of quiet joy It cuts my skin I let it I’m scared of what I could destroy If I ever really felt it So pull me down Beneath the waves Where nothing gold can happen I’m terrified of better days So I kneel before my habits [Verse 2] Your voice in my head Like a sermon that never ends Every sweet word Turns to salt on my tongue again I build small cages Name them “comfort” Call it home I’ll chain my hands Before I ever walk alone [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] What if it works? What if it stays? What if the sun Doesn’t burn my face? [whispered vocals] What if I laugh And it feels okay? What if that light Takes my pain away? [crescendo] I choke it out I starve the spark I drag my hope Back into the dark [Chorus]
Tags
metal, Crushing sludge riffs welded to a brooding string orchestra and low brass. Male vocals, rasping and desperate in the verses, exploding into a tortured, half-sung chant in the chorus. Tempos drag with choking weight; choir and violins bloom in the hook while guitars drone like a storm. Sparse toms in the bridge, then everything slams back in for a final, suffocating refrain., sludge metal
4:34
No
1/14/2026