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Devil's Grip
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Devil's Grip est sorti le 24 mai 2026 par Amarok Heritage dans le cadre de l'album Devil's Grip - Single
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Date de sortie24 mai 2026
LabelAmarok Heritage
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM93

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Chad The Guitarist
Chad The Guitarist
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Wolf Ketcher
Wolf Ketcher
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Wolf Ketcher
Wolf Ketcher
Production déléguée

Paroles

Stone halls breathe at night
Something moves in the light
Glass shows more than my face
Something's taken my place
I've been carrying this dark way too long
Hell burning inside way too strong
Shadows kneel where the candles bend
Swear that voice sounds like a broken friend
Something drums beneath the bone
It knows my name it knows my home
If it calls from down below
I won't bow I answer slow
Fighting demons at the witching hour
Furnace in my chest darkness in the tower
Purging the poison flooding in my veins
Hunting the monster who rides in my head
If it wears my face if it walks my sin
I'll face the evil wearing all my skin
I'm rising up straight from the abyss
And dragging my soul from the devil's grip
From the devil's grip
Devil's Grip
Devil's Grip
Devil's Grip
Crows in the chapel dust
Calling secrets only ruins know
Broken soul standing at the edge of flame
Wearing my face and my given name
It moves like grief it cuts like grace
Leaves no wound but it shifts the frame
Storm got wise it learned to lie
Wore my voice underneath the sky
Something drums beneath the bone
It knows my name it knows my home
If it calls from down below
I won't bow I answer slow
Fighting demons at the witching hour
Furnace in my chest darkness in the tower
Purging the poison flooding in my veins
Hunting the monster who rides in my head
If it wears my face if it walks my sin
I'll face the evil wearing all my skin
I'm rising up straight from the abyss
And dragging my soul from the devil's grip
From the devil's grip
Devil's Grip
Devil's Grip
Devil's Grip
Fighting demons at the witching hour
Furnace in my chest darkness in the tower
Purging the poison flooding in my veins
Hunting the monster who rides in my head
If it wears my face if it walks my sin
I'll face the evil wearing all my skin
I'm rising up straight from the abyss
And dragging my soul from the devil's grip
Written by: Wolf Ketcher
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