Weapons (2025) reimagined as a brutal horror rap-rock story track. This song tells the entire twisted tale of witches, missing children, and cursed towns from the film — with dark beats and raw lyrics that bring the fear and chaos to life.
Performed in a chilling hip-hop/rock fusion style, the track captures the movie’s haunting themes: witchcraft, possession, violence, and survival.
Lyrics:
2:17, the silence cracks, the children flee the night Seventeen souls in shadows, vanishing from the light
Maybrook whispers, Justine’s blamed, she drowns in gin and doubt Paul’s no savior, Archer’s chasing tapes to figure this sht out Alex hides in paper windows, parents frozen, fcking gone Hallways echo clownish visions, witch is pulling strings along
Weapons in the dark, she’s turning people into tools Blood and hair for rituals, tearing down the rules Seventeen kids screaming, but their mouths are sewn shut tight Gladys got the power, feeding on their f*cking life
James breaking in, the basement full of tiny eyes that stare Parents stiff like mannequins, can’t breathe the poison air Paul in rage is chasing shadows, dragging bodies in her den Every neighbor just a puppet, every friend’s a weaponed man
(Ace Plays in the house, like this story insane) Hit that like if you’re vibin’, let me carve it in your brain Witchcraft, bloodbath, curse of the f*cking street Children march like soldiers, till the witch admits defeat
Weapons in the dark, she’s turning people into tools Blood and hair for rituals, tearing down the rules Seventeen kids screaming, but their mouths are sewn shut tight Gladys got the power, feeding on their f*cking life
Marcus under spell, killed his lover, lost control Crash and burn, his f*cking soul is swallowed whole Archer bleeding, Justine screaming, shots through cursed men Paul and James drop lifeless, can’t come back again
Counter-spell in Alex’s hand, he flips the witch’s game Her own hair burns her power, children call her f*cking name They chase her down the block, rip her flesh until she screams Blood on the pavement, end of all her wicked dreams
Weapons in the dark, she’s turning people into tools Blood and hair for rituals, tearing down the rules Seventeen kids screaming, but their mouths are sewn shut tight Gladys got the power, feeding on their f*cking life
Now the curse is broken, but the scars remain in place Some recover, some are broken, silence covers up the case Ace Plays made this f*cking track, so smash that like tonight Weapons carved in memory, buried deep from sight
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