Death Blow

Intro (spoken, cold, controlled)
You grind yourself into the dust
Call it strength, call it pride
You limp forward, bleeding slow
While the wall stands untouched behind
You take hits you weren’t built to take
Carry weight that isn’t yours
Every win costs something real
And you’re paying it at the core
Pre-Chorus
You think pain means progress
You think red means alive
But you’re trading tomorrow
Just to survive tonight
Chorus
DON’T SET YOURSELF UP FOR THE DEATH BLOW
When your second bar’s already low
You black out, you bounce back
But the ceiling keeps letting go
DON’T LET THEM BLEED IN YOUR PLACE
If you were built to stand the line
Tanks don’t hide at 100 percent
They get hit so the rest don’t die
Verse 2
You never redline, never crack
Never feel the edge draw near
So someone else burns their margin down
While you stay clean, fast, and clear
You call it control, call it calm
But it’s fear wearing discipline’s face
You’re saving your armor for later
While he’s erasing himself in your place
Pre-Chorus 2
Every time he hits zero
One percent burns away
Not dramatic, not loud
Just… permanently paid
Chorus (harder)
DON’T SET YOURSELF UP FOR THE DEATH BLOW
Fainting isn’t free
Every shutdown cuts the ceiling down
Closer to the cliff than you see
DON’T LET THEM BLEED IN YOUR PLACE
If you were built to absorb the shock
Walls exist to get hit first
So the rest of the team can walk
((You’re not weak.
You’re overdrawn.))
((You’re not fine.
You’re underused.))
((One of you is burning life to keep moving.
The other’s hoarding armor out of fear.))
((Fix the pattern…
or the equation kills you.))
Redline when needed
Frontline when it counts
If you were built to tank
Then tank
If you were built to heal
Then heal
Stop pretending everyone survives the same way
Final Chorus (anthem)
DON’T SET YOURSELF UP FOR THE DEATH BLOW
Protect what actually matters
Victory isn’t staying untouched
It’s making sure the team still stands after
TANKS GO FIRST
SHIELDS STAY UP
THE DEATH BAR’S NOT A JOKE
Play your real class
Or the system
Plays you


((dark cinematic heavy metal guitar solo reflecting on the weight))
Outro (quiet, almost casual)
((Good news.
Now that we’re aligned…))
((This time?
We’re not dying.))