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Devil's Grip
92
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Трек «Devil's Grip» вышел в 24 мая 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Amarok Heritage»)Devil's Grip - Single
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Дата релиза24 мая 2026 г.
ЛейблAmarok Heritage
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM93

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Chad The Guitarist
Chad The Guitarist
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Wolf Ketcher
Wolf Ketcher
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Wolf Ketcher
Wolf Ketcher
Исполнительный продюсер

Слова

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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