Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Born with open hands Taught to count what’s mine Stacked our golden towers Called the hunger “divine” We drink from glowing screens Confess to empty air Trade silence for the noise Pretend that Someone’s there [Chorus] We are closer to the seven than the sky Kiss the teeth of every saint we crucify Halo rusted Buried under what we crave Building kingdoms on the edges of our graves Closer to the seven Farther every day [Verse 2] Lust in every window Wrath in every thread Envy dressed in virtue Pride crowning the dead Glutton for attention Slouching in the glow Sloth in sacred hours Greed that will not let go [Chorus] We are closer to the seven than the sky Kiss the teeth of every saint we crucify Halo rusted Buried under what we crave Building kingdoms on the edges of our graves Closer to the seven Farther every day [Bridge] If God is in the quiet We drowned Him out with need (so sweet) If heaven had a doorway We bricked it shut with deeds [Chorus] We are closer to the seven than the sky Kiss the teeth of every saint we crucify Halo rusted Buried under what we crave Building kingdoms on the edges of our graves Closer to the seven (closer, closer) Farther every day (away)
Tags
metal, Female melodic death / doom metal; slow, crushing guitars in drop tuning with dissonant harmonies, double-kick flurries that swell into half-time drops. Verses stalk in a mid-tempo stomp with eerie lead lines; chorus widens into soaring, layered clean-and-scream vocals. Tom-heavy fills and chugging low-end create a hypnotic pulse, with brief atmospheric breaks drenched in reverb before slamming back into full weight., beats, doom metal, melodic death metal, rhythmic, hypnotic, death metal
Duration
4:23
Instrumental
No
Created
2/25/2026