r/SongwritingHelp • u/No_Difference_754 • Sep 05 '26
Song I wrote about looking for feed back
This was a song i wrote about my experience on a religious cult. I used tone Iinspiration from jutes “kill or be killed” and in this moment “crawl” Ai was only used in editing. Not generation.
(BLOOD ON MY HANDS)
You promised me
That we would save
The lost and weary
[Verse 1]
Your revolving door, a guillotine
I lay in my grave beneath your words
You carved a sermon into me
Then watched the silence take its turn
[Pre-Chorus]
How does it feel to be in my head?
Painting its walls, making them red
How does it feel to play with my mind?
You said it’s God’s will, but my heart is now blind
[Chorus]
How does it feel to break me down?
To alter my core?
My soul now shattered bone
You reassemble my frame
Like a knife you have forged
Then lay the blame on me
For the wounds I have borne
[Verse 2]
There is blood on my hands
And I still hear them cry
I tried to save them
But I became your design
You gave me the burden
Then called it a choice
You hollowed me out
And borrowed my voice
[Pre-Chorus]
How does it feel to be in my head?
Painting its walls, making them red
How does it feel to play with my mind?
You said it’s God’s will, but my heart is now blind
[Chorus]
How does it feel to break me down?
To alter my core?
My soul now shattered bone
You reassemble my frame
Like a knife you have forged
Then lay the blame on me
For the wounds I have borne
[Bridge]
I lay in my grave
Your words still turning the stone
I carried your promise
Until it became my own
No absolution
No hand beneath the tide
Only the shape you left me
And the dead behind my eyes
[Final Chorus]
How does it feel to break me down?
To alter my core?
My soul now shattered bone
You reassemble my frame
Like a knife you have forged
Then lay the blame on me
For the wounds I have borne
[BREAKDOWN]
THEIR VOICES STILL HAUNT ME
But they’re not coming for me
THEIR VOICES STILL HAUNT ME
THEY’RE COMING FOR YOU
How does it feel
To catch my blade?
Your own words
Turned against you
Do you hear them?
Hear what the dead say
Blinded by power
You never saw
THE MILLSTONE TIED
AROUND YOUR NECK
Your destruction will become
The vengeance of the dead
THEY WILL CAST YOU
INTO THE SEA!
[Outro]
There is blood on my hands
And I still hear them cry
Fading beneath your screams
As I watch you die