

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – slow, sinister groove] Some say love is blind… But I see just fine… through the smoke and the sauce. ⸻ [Verse 1] I was born with a lighter in hand Baptized in grease by a pitmaster band They said, “Boy, you’re cursed with fire and meat” Now I grill to the rhythm of a demon beat Brisket sermons, ribs for sins Sear your soul ‘fore the meal begins Slathered pain on a pulled pork plate And fed your lies to a grill marked fate ⸻ [Chorus] T.I.B. — Tongs in Blood Smoked your name in backyard mud T.I.B. — Taste the flame Ketchup screams and propane shame ⸻ [Verse 2] You cheated me with that vegan clown So I flipped my spatula and burned it down Your tofu dreams, your kale lies All turned to ash ‘neath southern skies Now I host a cookout just for ghosts With haunted brats and cursed beef roasts You hear that sizzle? That’s regret Marinated in the tears you left ⸻ [Bridge – bluesy breakdown with slide guitar] They begged me to serve with love and grace… But I chose vengeance — with a smoky taste. ⸻ [Final Chorus – full doom drop, echo scream] T.I.B. — Tongs in Blood Your heart’s well-done in revenge rub T.I.B. — Flame divine You got ghosted… by grill design ⸻ [Outro – whispered growl with sizzling FX] Next time… don’t mess with a man and his meat.
Tags
Heavy doom metal track with pounding riffs, thunderous drums, eerie whispers, and theatrical horrorcore vocal delivery.
2:54
No
7/6/2025