[Intro – whispered / clean vocals] Chains smell like rain... like metal and blood that never fades. I’ve worn them since my first breath — they learned my name. [Verse 1 – clean & heavy mix] Steel beneath my skin, the taste of rust, the scent of sin. Walls remember every cry, and cages hum their lullaby. They said I’d break, they said I’d kneel, but even scars can learn to heal. I’m half a beast, half human shame — a tiger heart that burns in chains. [Pre-Chorus – rising tension] My claws remember what they’ve lost, freedom’s breath, the bitter cost. [Chorus – full power] Chains smell like rain — on the day I was born. My blood still sings, to a world long torn. They call me wild, they call me wrong, but pain has made me strong. Chains smell like rain — and I will break them all. [Verse 2 – heavier, with screams] Dragged through dust, through heat and light, into the ring, into the fight. Their laughter echoes in my head — but I’m not yours, I’m not dead. Then he appeared — gold eyes, calm flame, a lion’s heart, a whispered name. “Streifenherz,” he said — no threat, a word I’ll never forget. [Pre-Chorus – softer clean vocal] He saw the cage beneath my skin, and asked, “Have you ever been free within?” [Chorus – emotional + growl backing] Chains smell like rain — on the day I was born. My blood still sings, to a world long torn. They call me wild, they call me wrong, but pain has made me strong. Chains smell like rain — and I will break them all. [Bridge – whispered → scream build] Property. That word — it cut too deep. No crown, no god, owns what I bleed. (growled) I am the cage, I am the key! I am the fire they couldn’t see! I am the roar inside the storm! I am reborn! [Breakdown – heavy riff / screamed section] Tear the wires! Break the chains! This blood remembers every name! From rust and fear, a beast will rise — beneath the cage, the sun still lies! [Final Chorus – melodic & powerful] Chains smell like rain — but I won’t bow again. The earth will feel my stride, the sky will know my name. You can brand me, you can bind me — but you’ll never define me. Chains smell like rain — but freedom smells like flame. [Outro – soft, emotional fade] He called me Streifenherz... and for the first time — I believed it.

“Chains Smell Like Rain”