

Prompt / Lyrics
They call it a trial As if pain needs permission As if fear turns holy When the crowd looks away Stone ledges carved by panic Wind ripping breath from the chest Every step bargaining with gravity Every thought ending in the same word—fall The city waits below Silent Counting Because belief here only works When someone almost dies for it Hands bleeding into the rock Fingernails breaking like promises I felt the drop in my teeth Felt the sky leaning closer Daring me to slip This isn’t faith It’s outsourcing cruelty To wind and stone and height So no one has to admit They enjoy watching They say the eagle chooses But gravity decides The strong don’t rise They just last longer Before the ground collects them I lost my footing And learned how fast the body lies When it wants to live There was no vision No mercy Just panic screaming louder than prayer At the top there’s nothing No god No answer Just the understanding That survival is not approval The trial doesn’t prove worth It proves compliance It teaches the city How to stay clean While blood handles the ceremony I stood there breathing Angry Shaking Not chosen Not enlightened Just not dead If this is the eagle’s judgment Then it’s hollow A lesson written in fear That mistakes endurance For truth I didn’t pass the trial I escaped it And that’s the only victory This place will ever allow
Tags
metal, death metal, deathcore, brutal deathcore, melodic deathcore, technical deathcore, metalcore, melodic metalcore
2:39
No
1/23/2026