track
Tracy Bailey
Raven Blackthorn - Raven Blackthorn
Southern Gothic Outlaw Rock / Dark Americana (Cinematic Rock)
Raven Blackthorn - Raven Blackthorn
Southern Gothic Outlaw Rock / Dark Americana (Cinematic Rock)
About
A Southern-gothic outlaw rock anthem that starts in the pit: intimate, broken, and breath-close—then slowly stacks tension into a massive, cathedral-sized chorus. Raven Blackthorne fights her own shadow in the verses, and by the final lift she’s not surviving… she’s winning—boots in the ash, black roses burning, crows scattering into the rafters.
Lyrics
[Intro]
[whisper]
If you hear a fiddle cryin’…
don’t follow it.
It’s me… rememberin’.
[Verse 1]
Midnight on my tongue tastes like rust
Like prayers that never made it out
Your shadow in my rearview glass
Still movin’ when I shut it down
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t shake
I don’t swing
I just breathe…
and let the hard part sing
[Chorus]
I’m Raven Blackthorne
black lace, black smoke, iron in my throat
I sing like a cathedral burning
I love like a loaded gun
You don’t get forgiven
you get forgotten
then you hear my voice in the rafters
and you know what you’ve become
[Verse 2]
Piano low like a funeral bell
Strings pullin’ nails outta my spine
Banjo ghost on the back porch rail
Fiddle drawin’ circles in the night
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I don’t chase
I don’t plead
I turn the hurt into steel
and the steel into heat
[Chorus]
I’m Raven Blackthorne
black lace, black smoke, iron in my throat
I sing like a cathedral burning
I love like a loaded gun
You don’t get forgiven
you get forgotten
then you hear my voice in the rafters
and you know what you’ve become
[Post-Chorus]
Black lace… black smoke…
Say my name if you want the truth
Black lace… black smoke…
I don’t haunt you—I move through you
[Bridge]
(growl to belt)
I’m not the prayer you thought you said
I’m the answer you can’t outrun
There’s a river in my veins
and it’s carrying a body of suns
Strike the match and watch me bloom
No mercy left for what you’ve done
I’m the thunder in the chapel
I’m the fire you can’t become
[Final Chorus]
I’m Raven Blackthorne
black lace, black smoke, thunder in my bones
I sing like a reckoning coming
I howl like the choir’s done
You don’t get forgiven
you get forgotten
and the last thing you’ll ever remember…
is the sound… of what you’ve become
[Chorus]
I’m Raven Blackthorne
[whisper]
If you hear a fiddle cryin’…
I’m Raven Blackthorne
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Details
BPM
78
Key
C minor
Mood
Heart-wrenching, brooding, intense, cathartic, defiant, triumphant
Duration
5:31
Genre
Southern Gothic Outlaw Rock / Dark Americana (Cinematic Rock)