Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [low vocal register] Death’s wolves Teeth out [growling noise] in the dark now You called us We walked out [Verse 1] We are death’s wolves Pack move, black moon Mud on the paws Funeral perfume Play with us, get bite Jaw lock, no light Red drip, cold night Your name on a chalk line We got a sense for that bloodlust Sniff fear in the wind, that’s a shortcut You flick talk, we flip to the back route Find your shadow, then we drag your last doubt [Chorus] Run if you want, but we still gon’ hunt You can run and hide, but we always find Fuck around, fuck around, see what teeth really do Death’s wolves at your door, and they all want you [Verse 2] I hear veins hum Heart drum, slow thump Every step crack leaves You done, don’t run Glare in the treeline Cold breath, thin spine Step wrong, that’s feast time Whole pack on feed line You lit fuse, now the flame in your backyard Eyes glow from the brush, that’s your last yard Laugh once, then the ground meet your face fast [growling noise] in your ear as the world pass [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Menacing horrorcore trap, sub-heavy bass and detuned bells, sparse hats with sudden stutter rolls. Male vocals snarling in a low-mid register, layered with pitched demonic doubles and distorted growl ad-libs. Hook hits like a ritual chant, verses stay tight and visual, occasional reverse-reverb swells and eerie choirs in the background., noise
Duration
2:13
Instrumental
No
Created
1/4/2026