Every Wound becomes a Weapon
rock, Industrial-tinged progressive hard rock with male vocals; detuned guitars locked to a grinding, mechanical groove, bass pulsing in odd-meter patterns, tom-heavy drum kit punching through. Verses ride a tense, hypnotic riff with filtered vocals; chorus cracks open with soaring melodic lines, stacked harmonies, and cymbal swells. Bridge dives into a swirling, atmospheric breakdown with synth textures and spoken whispers, then explodes back into a double-wide final chorus., complex, strong, hypnotic, hard rock, male vocals, industrial rock
Every Wound becomes a Weapon
rock, Industrial-tinged progressive hard rock with male vocals; detuned guitars locked to a grinding, mechanical groove, bass pulsing in odd-meter patterns, tom-heavy drum kit punching through. Verses ride a tense, hypnotic riff with filtered vocals; chorus cracks open with soaring melodic lines, stacked harmonies, and cymbal swells. Bridge dives into a swirling, atmospheric breakdown with synth textures and spoken whispers, then explodes back into a double-wide final chorus., complex, strong, hypnotic, hard rock, male vocals, industrial rock
Lyrics
Intro
Steel in my lungs
Ash on my tongue
Sirens in my head
But I still walk
Verse 1
Boot prints in the dust
Feels like I’m made of rust
Every step a loaded question
Every heartbeat out of time
Knuckles white from holding on
Prayer like a broken song
I stagger through the static
But I won’t fall behind
Chorus
Angels are my ammunition
I’m outgunned but I won’t run
Every wound becomes a weapon
When I lift it to the Son (yeah)
Angels are my ammunition
When my veins are filled with fear
I fire back with faith and friction
And the darkness disappears
Verse 2
Thoughts crawl like machine code
Buzzing in a blackout mode
Tempted by the easy exit
By the comfort of the void
But a whisper cuts the noise
Calls me by my real name
Boy
Says
“You’re stronger than your shadow
You’re a blade I will deploy”
Chorus
Angels are my ammunition
I’m outgunned but I won’t run
Every wound becomes a weapon
When I lift it to the Son (oh)
Angels are my ammunition
When my courage starts to shake
I reload with quiet scripture
Every breath a burning stake
Bridge
When my knees hit the floor
That’s my battle stance
When my voice starts to crack
That’s my war-time chant (hey)
I am fragile
I am fractured
Still engraved in heaven’s plan
I am cornered
I am captured
Still a soldier where I stand
Chorus
Angels are my ammunition
I’m outgunned but I won’t run
Every wound becomes a weapon
When I lift it to the Son
Angels are my ammunition
When the night is closing in
I stay standing in the crossfire
‘Cause I know how this will end
Outro
Gunmetal sky
Faith like a fuse
If I’ve got nothing left
I’ve still got You (yeah)