Prompt / Lyrics
Demons always scratching at my soul Dragging me down into the abyss. All these thoughts seem to be fleeting Yet they burrow themselves deep within Now take this crumbled heart Replace it with a stone . Hardened to the core Bleeding no more. Long live the Queen of the Damned! Her nourishment... Black hearted souls! Too many vampire reflections to count That continually burn out in the sun Always being the one to question While never understanding the answers Now take this crumbled heart Replace it with a stone . Hardened to the core Bleeding no more. Long live the Queen of the Damned! Her nourishment... Black hearted souls! Now take this crumbled heart Replace it with a stone . Hardened to the core Bleeding no more. Long live the Queen of the Damned! Her nourishment... Black hearted souls!
Tags
male, gothic new wave (like The Cure)
Duration
3:29
Instrumental
No
Created
4/3/2026