

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Crowds bend toward fire and flashes No one notices the air split twice Someone mutters, “Mothman…” “Yeah, sure,” I say — let them have their myth Sirens hide my wings in a halo Static hums where they can’t hear me Heat rises where the living gather I follow the chaos near [Pre-Chorus 1] I don’t speak, I don’t warn I move where attention breaks Every shadow is my cloak Every misstep mine to take [Chorus 1 — Hack-and-Slash] Circle. Hunt. Heat. Chaos. Strike. Bloodline. Mothman. Myth. Fade. Hunger. Gone. Mine. [Verse 2] Lights shiver, bending through steel They watch the spectacle, blind to me A name, a whisper, a story told I play along while the chaos unfolds The air parts; the living pulse Every distraction draws me near I touch the heat, I trace the fear I am what they see — only when it’s clear [Pre-Chorus 2] I don’t speak, I don’t warn I move where attention breaks Every shadow is my cloak Every misstep mine to take [Chorus 2 — Hack-and-Slash] Circle. Hunt. Heat. Chaos. Strike. Bloodline. Mothman. Myth. Fade. Hunger. Gone. Mine. [Guitar Solo] (Instrumental — soaring, jagged, predatory; echoing the hack-and-slash energy: Circle… Hunt… Fade…) [Bridge] They saw my red eyes in the backlit rain Mistook hunger for sight I wasn’t sent to tell them a thing I came to feed at the edge of the light [Chorus 3 — Hack-and-Slash Repeat / Finale] Circle. Hunt. Heat. Chaos. Strike. Bloodline. Mothman. Myth. Fade. Hunger. Gone. Mine. [Chorus 4/Outro — 4-Word Capstone] Dark. Pulse. Feed. Vanish.
Tags
Goth-inspired glam metal, sexy hypno-pulsing percussion, horror sound effects, stealthy energy, gothic male baritone
3:39
No
1/18/2026