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Lyrics
[Intro]
Ash in the air
Dust in my lungs
Geiger tick
Then the siren hums
[Verse 1]
Whole world burned
We just kept breathing
Gold mask on
But the roots still bleeding
Steel flags wave
On the rusted fences
Old war ghosts
In the power trenches
Blue suits deep
Where the doors stay sealed
Trade one cage
For a safer field
Enclave codes
In a bunker ceiling
Talk pure blood
While the kids stop feeling
[Chorus]
In the wasteland, everybody talk tough
‘Til the ground shake, claws start to crawl up (yeah)
If you step out, better hope the walls hold
‘Cause the beasts out there really want your soul (soul)
We just hide fear in our armor and our vaults
Ghouls in the dark still know all our faults
In the wasteland, every faction want a throne
But the dirt don’t care who owns these bones
[Verse 2]
Smell of melt
In the morning wind
Brotherhood march
Like they never sinned
Shiny paint
On a cracked foundation
Bless their guns
Like a congregation
Suit-and-tie lies
In a sterile station
Talking new world
Like a brand salvation
But the sky still sick
And the ground still hums
And the sand still drinks
When the rainstorm comes
[Chorus]
In the wasteland, everybody talk tough
‘Til the ground shake, claws start to crawl up (woah)
If you step out, better hope the walls hold
‘Cause the beasts out there really want your soul
We just hide fear in our armor and our vaults
Ghouls in the dark still know all our faults
In the wasteland, every faction want a throne
But the dirt don’t care who owns these bones
[Bridge]
Night hits quiet
Then a far-off roar
Scratch on concrete
Right outside your door (shhh)
You can pray to the banners
Pray to the brand
Still end up red
In the same dry sand
[Chorus]
In the wasteland, everybody talk tough
‘Til the ground shake, claws start to crawl up (yeah)
If you step out, better hope the walls hold
‘Cause the beasts out there really want your soul
We just hide fear in our armor and our vaults
Ghouls in the dark still know all our faults
In the wasteland, every faction want a throne
But the dirt don’t care who owns these bones
Details
GeneratedFeb 3, 2026
Duration3:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark cinematic trap with heavy 808s, sparse piano stabs, and eerie choir pads. Male vocals, half-whispered verses that build into a menacing, chant-like hook. Sub-bass swells and glitchy percussion accents in the gaps; chorus widens with stacked ad-libs and distant, distorted shouts. Final hook rides out over a filtered beat and crumbling ambience.
Credits
Prompt by
traphik256
traphik256ModelAria v5
Prompt
Dark trap, rap, we have ghouls and all types of beasts, vault tec hides in there vaults, while the brother hood and enclave fight, this radioactive wasteland, deathclaws waiting outside the walls
