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[Verse 1]
I was a kid once
Hands pressed tight till my nails turned white
Begged You for a word
Got the ceiling
Got the dark
Not a single sign
Kept a folded list
Of the names I thought You’d guard this time
But the ink ran out
Guess the angels had a long
Long night
[Chorus]
These are my broken prayers
Spilled on the floor
Nobody there
If You’re on the other side
Why do You hide when my mother cries?
I’m yelling at an empty sky
If I’m wrong
Then prove You’re right
Take this doubt
This rage
This fear
Or just admit You’re never here
[Verse 2]
They said “trust the plan”
While we buried what was left of him
I mouthed their old songs
Felt my throat catch fire every hymn
If You’re love
Then why
Do Your miracles skip my street?
I’m done being polite
Come down here and answer me
[Chorus]
These are my broken prayers
Spilled on the floor
Nobody there
If You’re on the other side
Why do You hide when my brother dies?
I’m punching at an empty sky
If I’m blind
Then open my eyes
Take this doubt
This rage
This fear
Or just admit You’re never here
[Bridge]
Are You deaf
Are You gone
Were You ever?
Did I carve Your name in the air for nothing? (nothing)
If You’re real
If You feel
Then say something
Say something
(say something, say something)
[Chorus]
These are my broken prayers
Screamed till my lungs rip
I don’t care (I don’t care)
If You’re on the other side
Show me a scar
Not a chalkboard line
I’m bleeding under starving sky
If You’re God
Then hear me tonight
Take this doubt
This rage
This fear
Or let me go
Just disappear
[Bridge – scream]
ARE YOU THERE OR AM I TALKING TO MYSELF?
(TALKING TO MYSELF)
DID YOU MAKE ME JUST TO WATCH ME WALK THROUGH HELL?
(WALK THROUGH HELL)
IF YOU WANT ME
YOU CAN MEET ME IN THE FLAMES
‘CAUSE I AM DONE SAYING PRETTY PRAYERS IN YOUR NAME
Details
GeneratedMar 4, 2026
Duration3:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Hard emo rock ballad with male vocals, starting fragile with clean arpeggiated guitars and roomy drums, then exploding into towering distorted chords and double-time fills. Verses stay intimate with close-mic cleans and distant gang responses; chorus hits with stacked harmonies and octave leads riding the vocal. Screams slice through the second half over half-time crashes and bass drops, ending on a suspended chord and a fading feedback drone., emo, raw, wrestling, soaring
Credits
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CROWLDIVIDEModelAria v5
Prompt
Hard emo rock, wrestling with faith, silence, and anger toward God—soaring cleans collide with raw, desperate screams
