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“Crown of the Righteous Man” dives into the battle between self-deception and awakening — a heavy, atmospheric metal piece built on grinding guitars, dark cinematic textures, and emotionally charged vocals.
The track blends melodic metalcore, dark ambience, and anthemic breakdowns, pushing a tense story about power, ego, and the masks we wear.

Massive choruses rise out of gritty verses, layered with soaring melodies and harsh vocal edges.
The song builds into a cathartic release — the moment the “crown” starts cracking and the truth underneath breaks through.

If you're into spiritual conflict, psychological tension, and big emotional riffs, this track hits right in that pocket.

Headphones recommended. Turn it up.

Crown of the Righteous Man

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I tore the skin
I tore it raw
Red ribbons falling
No applause
The taste of salt
The sting of rage
A twisted grin on a burning stage


I feel it tear
I feel it bite
This fucking itch won’t end tonight


Rip it off
Rip it clean
Let the blood run
Let it scream
Fuck the pain
Fuck the scars
I’ll wear my wounds like shattered stars


The mirror spits
It spits me back
A haunted face
A shattered crack
I claw the edges
I tear the seams
The rawest truth in the darkest dreams


They said
"Stop scratching
Let it heal"
But I love the way the wounds reveal
A chaos carved
A venomous kiss
I rip my lips to feel like this


Rip it off
Rip it clean
Let the blood run
Let it scream
Fuck the pain
Fuck the scars
I’ll wear my wounds like shattered stars

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A HANDFUL OF BANDS PLAY THE “DEVASTATING RIFFS AND CATCHY HOOKS” GAME, BUT FOR BEARTOOTH, THIS MUSIC IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH. AS EASYGOING, CHARMING, AND OUTGOING AS THESE YOUNG MEN MAY APPEAR, THERE’S AN INNER TURMOIL CHURNING AWAY, ONLY SATIATED BY THE SAVAGE MUSIC THEY PLAY. SUICIDAL IDEATION, EMOTIONAL DESOLATION, AND DESPERATE DARK NIGHTS OF THE SOUL ARE CHEWED UP AND SPAT OUT IN SONG AFTER SONG; CATHARTIC SINGALONG ANTHEMS LIKE “FED UP,” “SICK OF ME,” AND “IN BETWEEN.”

LIKE NINE INCH NAILS OR TAME IMPALA, BEARTOOTH IS A ONE-MAN BAND IN THE STUDIO. IT BEGAN AS MUSICAL EXORCISM, CONCEIVED IN FRONTMAN CALEB SHOMO’S HOME RECORDING SANCTUARY, A MEANS TO TAME THE DEMONS OF DEBILITATING DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY HE’S SUFFERED SINCE CHILDHOOD. BEARTOOTH HARNESS THE SACRED AND PROFANE TO PURGE INNER DARKNESS WITH A DIZZYING LIGHT. BEARTOOTH’S EFFECT ON LISTENERS IS EVIDENT BY THEIR HIGHLY-ENGAGED AUDIENCE; INVITATIONS TO MAJOR FESTIVALS WORLD AND TOURS WITH SLIPKNOT, BRING ME THE HORIZON, AND A DAY TO REMEMBER; AND A RIAA-CERTIFIED GOLD SINGLE.

WHEN ROLLING STONE INTRODUCED BEARTOOTH AS ONE OF 10 NEW ARTISTS YOU NEED TO KNOW, THE SOUND WAS RIGHTLY DESCRIBED AS “LIKE A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN, USUALLY WITH ENOUGH OPTIMISM TO PUSH THROUGH.” AS LONG AS THE DUELING DICHOTOMY OF MENTAL ANGUISH AND CREATIVE CATHARSIS REMAIN BOUND TOGETHER, CALEB SHOMO AND CREW WILL BE HERE TO OVERSEE THE SHOW. SO PLEASE, ENJOY THE RIDE.

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