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Lyrics
[Intro]
Red glow
Black throne
I’m home
(Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Wake up with the ash in my lungs
Pent-up rage in the back of my tongue
Carved sigils in the cracks of my desk
Whole past life in the blood on my crest
Cold eyes, see the rot in the gold
Old lies turn a heart into coal
Phone ring, but the voice too faint
I deal only with the ones that ain’t saints (yeah)
[Chorus]
Under my horns, the sky stay burning
I don’t chase peace, I crave that turning
Of good to sick, of love to warning
Say my name once, feel teeth in the morning (uh)
Under my horns, you can’t die slowly
I make fear talk, make pride act holy
You want out? Then you owe what you owe me
Step in my circle, you never go home free (never)
[Verse 2]
Thick smoke in the backroom, hush
Black suit, black gloves, cold touch
Sign lines with a cut on your thumb
Bright flash, hear a choir go dumb
Silk sheets in a room with no doors
Rich feast but the meat still roars
I grin as the halo slips
Tongue sharp like a blade on your lips (shh)
[Chorus]
Under my horns, the sky stay burning
I don’t chase peace, I crave that turning
Of good to sick, of love to warning
Say my name once, feel teeth in the morning
Under my horns, you can’t die slowly
I make fear talk, make pride act holy
You want out? Then you owe what you owe me
Step in my circle, you never go home free (never)
[Bridge]
You pray, but your God on mute (on mute)
You pay, I collect my due (my due)
You stay, ‘cause the dark feel true
You say you were forced
But I see you
[Chorus]
Under my horns, the sky stay burning
I don’t chase peace, I crave that turning
Of good to sick, of love to warning
Say my name once, feel teeth in the morning
Under my horns, you can’t die slowly
I make fear talk, make pride act holy
You want out? Then you owe what you owe me
Step in my circle, you never go home free
Details
GeneratedMar 13, 2026
Duration2:51
LanguageGerman
Style
rap, Menacing trap beat with booming low-end and skittering hats, eerie bell and choir stabs, male vocals delivered in a cold, controlled flow; hook drenched in layered growl ad-libs and whispered doubles, verses ride a tight, head-nod pocket, final hook adds distorted backing vocal for a hellish, cinematic climax
Credits
Prompt byFierceNinja730
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, trap, dark, demonic
