Id:

cfc534eb77831df174b0bcd47693e451ee824393d7d107e1e7f9a710624ba303

Prompt:

put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves

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Description:

In the image, a man is walking through a dense forest, surrounded by trees and foliage. He appears to be a hunter, carrying a rifle as he navigates the woods. The scene evokes a sense of adventure and exploration, as the man ventures deeper into the forest, possibly in search of prey or a new path. The environment is rich with life, as the trees and plants create a vibrant and lively atmosphere. The man's presence and the rifle suggest that he is prepared for any potential encounters or challenges he may face during his journey.

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Lyrics:

Title: Crack and Graves
Tags: Hard Rock, Blues Rock

Verse 1:
In the depths of the forest, the air is thick with pain,
A hunter's heart beats steady, but his mind’s in the rain.
Through the trees, where shadows creep, he moves with deadly grace,
A rifle in his hand, but the demons he must face.

Chorus:
Put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves,
Where the silence is broken by the wind that saves.
The echoes of the past come to life and crave,
Put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves.

Verse 2:
The ground’s wet with blood, from the battles long past,
The forest whispers secrets, each one tied to the last.
With every step he takes, a thousand voices cry,
Yet he walks on undeterred, under the darkened sky.

Chorus:
Put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves,
Where the silence is broken by the wind that saves.
The echoes of the past come to life and crave,
Put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves.

Bridge:
The trees are his allies, the shadows his guide,
In the crack between life and death, where the lost souls reside.
No mercy, no hesitation, the hunter’s resolve is strong,
In the dance of the fallen, where he knows he belongs.

Chorus:
Put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves,
Where the silence is broken by the wind that saves.
The echoes of the past come to life and crave,
Put 'em in the crack and dance on their graves.

Outro:
In the crack, in the night, with the ghosts on his side,
He’ll dance with the lost ones, in the forest where they hide.