Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Born in the dust Jaw full of gravel and rust Clock in my chest ticks crooked Every breath a borrowed cut Cold sun over the quarry Shadows nailed into the ground Every footprint filled with water Every heartbeat Hollow sound [Chorus] Life is the wound that never closes Death is the hand behind the door (behind the door) I drag my chain through fields of roses Bleeding out thorns on the killing floor Life and death Chewing the same old bone Life and death Fighting for a crumbling throne [Verse 2] Names carved thin on the headstones Dates like teeth in a broken grin Some went quiet in the hospice Some went laughing soaked in sin I see my face in their marble Cracked reflection Missing eyes I am the question with no answer I am the echo that never dies (never dies) [Chorus] Life is the wound that never closes Death is the hand behind the door (open wide) I drag my chain through fields of roses Bleeding out thorns on the killing floor Life and death Tangled in my tongue Life and death Singing while my lungs go numb [Breakdown] [Guitars drop to cavernous chugs Drums in half-time] Grind my bones Back into sand If there is mercy Take my hand (take my hand) If there is nothing Say it slow I was the question You’ll never know [Chorus] Life is the wound that never closes Death is the hand behind the door I kiss the dirt I taste the poison I am the stain on the chapel floor Life and death Circle in my skull Life and death Laughing with their mouths full (of me)
Tags
metal, Slow, crushing death metal with downtuned chug riffs, grimy bass locked to a cavernous kick, and tom-heavy, half-time breakdowns. Male vocals shifting between guttural growls and desperate mid screams. Guitars thick and dissonant, occasional pinched squeals. Final breakdown stretches out, drums dragging like chains, vocals buried in reverb for a tomb-like close., slow, death metal
Duration
4:54
Instrumental
No
Created
3/5/2026