Track · Apr 4, 2026 · English
Trauma’s Graveyard
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5:03
Language
English
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Old scars
Gnaw like rust on bone
Voices
Rattling in my skull
I tilled that pain
Like a field of thorns
Fed my fears
On every bitter word
[Chorus]
Welcome to trauma’s graveyard
Where I bury every echo of you
Six feet under my mind
Your words can’t claw their way through
Shovel full of ash and regret
Lay the wreath and turn away hard
It’s time for the reaping of my mind
In my
In my trauma’s graveyard
[Verse 2]
Name plates
On the memories’ stones
One for shame
One for what I was told
I light a match
Drop it on your name
Smoke curls up
But I feel no flame
[Chorus]
Welcome to trauma’s graveyard
Where I bury every echo of you
Six feet under my mind
Your words can’t claw their way through
Shovel full of ash and regret
Lay the wreath and turn away hard
It’s time for the reaping of my mind
In my
In my trauma’s graveyard
[Bridge]
I hear you calling from the dirt (so faint)
Muffled curses in the clay
But I walk on
Heel to stone
Let the dead things stay
Every step a broken chain
Every breath a stolen shard
I am not your haunted field
I am more than this graveyard
[Chorus]
Welcome to trauma’s graveyard
Where I bury every echo of you
Six feet under my mind
Your words can’t claw their way through
Shovel full of ash and regret
Lay the wreath and turn away hard
It’s time for the reaping of my mind
In my
In my trauma’s graveyard (yeah)
Style
metal70s doom metal: crawling tempodowntuned guitars in sabbath‑style unison riffsmale vocals that shift from mumbling incantation to towering wails. thickoverdriven bass locked to a swinging half‑time groovesparse tom-heavy drumsoccasional church‑organ stabs on chord changes. verses stay close and claustrophobic; chorus widens with stackedreverb‑drenched harmonies on the title line. final bridge drags into a massiveringing outro chordvocals howling over sustained feedback.doom metalenglish
Prompt
Title ‘Trauma’s Graveyard’ reflecting on past traumas. Burying them in my minds graveyard. It’s time for the reaping of my mind. Your words can’t hurt me anymore 6 feet under. Male, 70s doom metal
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ChazzTheSpazz
ChazzTheSpazzGeneratedApr 4, 2026
ModelZona