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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rust on the crossroads fence
Moonrise over broken rows
Scarecrow slumped in tattered cloth
Head full of hollow crows
Shovel stuck in clay like a knife
Footsteps sink
The soil breathes
Every time I turn my back
Straw hands twitch in the leaves
[Chorus]
Harvest of hollow eyes
Staring through my skin
[low vocal register]you see inside[/low vocal register]
Mouth sewn shut
But I hear you call
Every black wing answers when you rise
Harvest of hollow eyes
You never sleep
You only bide
Whisper to the murder on the wire
You and all the crows
On my graveyard side
[Verse 2]
Crows crowd close on crooked arms
Peck at buttons
Pick at string
They don’t fear the dead-eyed grin
They circle like they kiss a king
I hear claws scratch burlap skin
Little laughs inside the hay
Feathers fall in spiraled paths
Spell my name
Then blow away
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals]
Count them
One for the omen
Two for the pact
Three for the nails in my back
[full voice
Half-time]
Four for the field where the roots drink red
Five for the words burned into my head
Six for the seeds that will grow from bone
Seven for the throne made of sticks and stone
[guitar solo]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 2, 2026
Duration5:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Early-2000s metal with down-tuned, palm-muted riffs and pinch harmonics, double-kick bursts under a snarling male vocal. Verses stay tense and mid-tempo with chugging guitars and eerie clean lead lines; chorus explodes with wide power chords, overhead crash cymbals, and layered gang vocals on key phrases. Bridge drops to a half-time groove with dissonant harmonies and a feedback-soaked guitar solo before the final, stomping chorus.
Credits
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LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v5
Prompt
2000s metal, a creepy scarecrow in the cornfield seems to have a life of its own. Always watching. Instead of being scared the crows seem drawn to it, like they are in cahoots together.
