Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Cold field Moon stuck high Boots in the dirt and the dead don’t lie Rust on the blade My name on the steel Every cut carves out what you refused to feel [Chorus] A reaper’s scythe All metal and memory Swinging through the names you swore you’d never be If you’re gonna die Then die in your own skin Face me in the dark Don’t you ever fade again [Verse 2] Hood pulled low Breath like frost You count what you kept I count what you lost You beg for a pause I offer a mark One thin line between your shadow and the dark [Chorus] A reaper’s scythe All metal and memory Swinging through the names you swore you’d never be If you’re gonna die Then die in your own skin Face me in the dark Don’t you ever fade again [Bridge] You built your throne on paper bones I cut through crowns Through hollow oaths You want more time? Then bleed that lie I only swing when you decide [Chorus] A reaper’s scythe All metal and memory Swinging through the masks you wore to feel free If you’re gonna die Then die in your own skin Face me in the dark (hey!) I’m the edge that drags you in
Tags
metal, Galloping modern metal with drop-tuned guitars, pick scrapes, and double-kick bursts; verses ride a tight chugging riff under snarled male vocals, chorus opens wider with octave leads and gang shouts, bridge dips to half-time with palm-muted tension then explodes into a final, triumphant hook
Duration
3:12
Instrumental
No
Created
3/23/2026