Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dust in my teeth
Carbon on my hands
Name strip crooked
Staring at the sand
We learned our angles
Before we learned their names
But we bled together
So we bled the same
[Chorus]
We are the Mohawks
Shaved down
Scarred up
Standing tall
Brothers in the backblast
Leaning into every call
If it’s you or me or any of us
We all walk through that fire
Mohawks
Built from steel and razor wire
[Verse 2]
Night burn red
Over busted stone
Counting out charges
Like prayer beads
Low
“Fire mission
Fire”
And the tube kicks back
We breathe the smoke
And we don’t look back
[Chorus]
We are the Mohawks
Shaved down
Scarred up
Standing tall
Brothers in the backblast
Leaning into every call
If it’s you or me or any of us
We all walk through that fire
Mohawks
Built from steel and razor wire
[Bridge]
Who aims the sky
When the lights go out?
Who holds the line
When there’s room for doubt?
It’s names on tape
On a battered plate
It’s a bad joke shared
As we brace for fate (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
We are the Mohawks
Shaved down
Scarred up
Standing tall
Brothers in the backblast
Leaning into every call
If it’s you or me or any of us
We all walk through that fire
Mohawks
Yeah
We rise and we retire
[Outro]
Dust in my teeth
Carbon on my hands
I’d do it all again
With this same damned band
Style
rockgritty modern rock with twin guitars in open tuningcrunchy overdriveand a driving mid-tempo groove. male vocals: verses tight and half-spoken over chugging palm mutes; chorus explodes with wide power chords and gang shouts. tom-heavy drums and a rumbling bass hold a muscular pocket; bridge drops to a tensealmost spoken confessional before a climactic final chorus with shouted ad-libs.
Prompt
A rock song about us army mortar men creating a brotherhood with the platoon named Mohawks, rock
Credits
Prompt by
LoudRush861
LoudRush861GeneratedMar 11, 2026
ModelAria v5
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