Crimson Curse

AI generated song about coughing up blood onto your clothes, picking it off and chewing it like gum. #aimusic #blood #rockmusic #arenarock

Lyrics


(Verse 1)
Morning breaks, the sun's a distant haze,
A shadow grips me, through endless days,
Coughing up my torment, thick and vile,
Stains on my shirt, where blood has compiled.

(Chorus)
Crimson curse, my fate intertwined,
Drying blood, I chew and grind,
In the depths of despair, where darkness calls,
Crimson curse, I face the fall.

(Verse 2)
Birds may sing, but my breath ain't sweet,
Phlegm and blood drying hard on my feet,
Each drop a whisper, from lungs so cut,
Turning pain to ritual, feeding my gut.

(Chorus)
Crimson curse, my fate intertwined,
Drying blood, I chew and grind,
In the depths of despair, where darkness calls,
Crimson curse, I face the fall.

(Guitar Solo)

(Bridge)
Chunks of crimson scum cling to my clothes,
Drying in the sun, in grotesque throes,
Peeling off the scabs, chewing the gore,
Savoring the taste of my inner war.

(Guitar Solo)

(Chorus)
Crimson curse, my fate intertwined,
Drying blood, I chew and grind,
In the depths of despair, where darkness calls,
Crimson curse, I face the fall.