Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Red smoke Black lungs Laughing in the ash I was born from the backlash (yeah) [Verse 1] Halo made of barbed wire Mama raised a house fire Teacher said I’d burn out I just turned the flame higher Pitchfork in my backpack Horned grin, bad back Carrying a thousand sins Drag ‘em like a trash bag Hellspawn, desk row Drawn fangs in the margin Guidance tried to save me I just carved a darker carving Goat head in the mirror Says my name slow “I’ll be every angry thought You don’t wanna let go” [Chorus] I’m Satan’s spawn Little hellboy hot head Flame in my jaw Every word that I said Got a war in my skull Let it run, let it run If you praying for my soul Motherfucker, I’m done I’m brimstone’s kid From the ash to the sun If the church want smoke Then the smoke gon’ come I’m Satan’s spawn Tattooed on my tongue I was cursed from the crib Now I chew God’s sons (fuck) [Verse 2] Pitch-black pupil Candle in the stairwell Laugh at the halo crowd Marching into scare cells Crown made of matchsticks Strike ‘em on my teeth tips Laugh as the sky splits Dance in the heat drips Luciferian lullaby Humming in my earbuds Daddy was a deadbeat Granddaddy spilled blood I’m the debt, I’m the interest On a thousand bad bets Call me prince of the rust Where the bleeding sun sets [Chorus] I’m Satan’s spawn Little hellboy hot head Flame in my jaw Every word that I said Got a war in my skull Let it run, let it run If you praying for my soul Motherfucker, I’m done I’m brimstone’s kid From the ash to the sun If the church want smoke Then the smoke gon’ come I’m Satan’s spawn Tattooed on my tongue I was cursed from the crib Now I chew God’s sons (fuck) [Bridge] [Beat drops to half-time, vocals screamed] Devil child Dead smile Walk the aisle In exile Call me serpent’s grandkid Call me inferno bastard Every saint that tried to fix me Left the chapel moving faster (run) [Chorus] I’m Satan’s spawn Little hellboy hot head Flame in my jaw Every word that I said Got a war in my skull Let it run, let it run If you praying for my soul Motherfucker, I’m done I’m brimstone’s kid From the ash to the sun If the church want smoke Then the smoke gon’ come I’m Satan’s spawn Tattooed on my tongue I was cursed from the crib Now I chew God’s sons (fuck)
Tags
rap, Brutal trap-metal/industrial hybrid at 160 BPM, male vocals. Sawtooth lead and distorted 808s slam under screamed hooks; verses stomp with double-kick patterns, glitchy stabs, and blown-out bass. Choruses explode with stacked gang shouts and octave-doubled screamo topline. Brief half-time switch in the bridge for a headbang moment, then a final all-out wall-of-sound drop., metal, hardcore, industrial, hip hop
Duration
2:38
Instrumental
No
Created
3/28/2026