Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Teeth on the curb of another deadline Clock screaming right in my face Inbox avalanche Boss breath gasoline I feel the bile start to raise Knuckles white on a plastic keyboard Vision tunneling Red in my sight Then I rip through the drywall of my skull Kick open a skylight [Chorus] I build a world behind my eyes Where every chain becomes a blade I turn my panic into fire And let it burn what makes me afraid When this place tries to crush my chest I learn to breathe inside the rage My imagination is a fortress My imagination saves [Verse 2] Blue lights drip from a midnight ceiling Phone screams war in my hand Hate feeds on a scrolling altar Selling fear like a brand So I dive in a rusted corridor Doors marked “What if?” in red I paint wings on the back of my shadows Teach the ghosts to dance instead [Chorus] I build a world behind my eyes Where every chain becomes a blade I turn my panic into fire And let it burn what makes me afraid When this place tries to crush my chest I learn to breathe inside the rage My imagination is a fortress My imagination saves [Bridge] They say “Face the facts Lay down flat This is all you’ll ever be” But I redraw the map Rip their script in half Write a monster that looks like me (hey!) I am bigger than this bad day More than numbers More than names Every scar’s a secret doorway Every nightmare feeds the flame [Chorus] I build a world behind my eyes Where every chain becomes a blade I turn my panic into fire And let it burn what makes me afraid When this place tries to crush my chest I learn to breathe inside the rage My imagination is a fortress My imagination saves
Tags
metal, Tight modern metalcore: dropped-tuned chugs, staccato double-kick bursts, dissonant lead lines. Verses stay tense and syncopated; chorus opens into wide melodic guitars and soaring male vocals with gang shouts on key phrases. Brief half-time breakdown, then a final uplift with layered harmonies riding the last hook.
Duration
3:33
Instrumental
No
Created
1/24/2026