Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Neon scars on the chrome sky Blood on the code, but my hands dry Halo hanging from a black chain Wings folded in a freight train [Verse 1] Steel boots stompin’ through the deep tombs Dust dance, every step, heavy fumes Old ghosts hum low in the floor vents Whisper, “Every scar is a sentence” Cyber halo, cracked but it still shines Patch the pain with a backend of basslines Wires in my veins, but the heart real Pray with my fists till the walls peel [Chorus] Fly with the angels Heaven is your home Even in the shadows You are not alone Fly with the angels When the sky turns stone Heaven is your home, your home [Verse 2] Street choir singin’ over siren drones Kickback shake marrow in my bones Pressure in my chest like a war drum But I walk through the fire till the fear numb Black wings etched in the side of my jacket Grief in the seams and I still gotta jack it Up another level, let the floor crack Every hit to the soul, yeah, it hits back [Bridge] Hands up high in the dark pit Crowd roar feel like a starship See their faces when the lights flash Every fallen one in the kick’s splash If you left this world on a bad night You still ride on the edge of my stage lights Every drop, every note, every broken phone Is a flare I’m sendin’ to guide you home [Chorus] Fly with the angels Heaven is your home Even in the shadows You are not alone Fly with the angels When the sky turns stone Heaven is your home, your home [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Hybrid rap–metal with cyberpunk edge: distorted guitars locked to a half-time trap groove, huge 808 and sub stack under tight acoustic kicks. Verses spit aggressive double-time bars, choruses explode with soaring symphonic strings and choir. Male vocals: screamed hooks over melodic top-line, layered with robotic harmonies and glitchy FX., deep, symphonic metal, rock, metal
Duration
2:59
Instrumental
No
Created
12/31/2025