

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ink runs black on yellowed paper Crooked script Each line a scar Glossy photos on your nightstand You frame the faces they tore apart You lip-read trials on a tablet Quote their speeches like a creed Bookmark blood and broken jaws Call this "dark curiosity" [Pre-Chorus] You say you're just observing Safe behind your screen But something in you answers When the monster speaks [Chorus] Pen pals of the predator Writing back to the blade You romanticize the butcher Turn a slaughter into fame Pen pals of the predator You adore Then you explain Lick the stamp from a blood-stained hand You and murder share a name [Verse 2] You save each headline like a postcard Track each body like a score You send hearts to the courthouse Leave sick hearts on the prison floor You call the cages "misunderstood" Collect their numbers like a prize You want to stare into the abyss And hope it stares back with kind eyes [Pre-Chorus] You swear it's just a hobby "Psychology " you claim But you’re building them a altar Carved from every victim’s name [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Paper cuts and fingerprints Every letter leaves a stain You trace the outline of their sins They sign your soul You sign their name [growled] You feed their myth You fuel their grin You pass the blade From skin to skin [crescendo] You chew the gore Then plead you're sane You share the thrill You share the blame [Chorus]
Tags
Classic late-80s thrash at 175 BPM in E minor: palm-muted downpicked riffs, galloping bass, and tight double-kick under snarling male vocals. Verses are riff-driven with choked accents on key words; pre-chorus climbs with chromatic guitar stabs and gang-shout responses. Chorus opens into wider power-chord shapes and a chantable hook, riding halftime groove for impact. Mid-song bridge drops to a sinister tom-and-bass march with dissonant harmonized leads, then erupts back into the final chorus with layered shouts.
5:11
No
12/29/2025