He sits in the dark, bottle in hand
Lost all his money, can't understand
Bills stack high, debts won't fade
Took his pride, now his mind's decayed
He's got anger in his eyes, storm in his head
Spinning from the whiskey, wishing he was dead
Gambled it all, nothing left to lose
A broken man in worn-out shoes
He hears the key turn, sees her walk in
Heart filled with hate, violence within
It's not her fault, but he won't see clear
Blinded by rage, she becomes his fear
No excuse for pain, no excuse for fear
A man who raises his hand ain't got a soul in here
To break her down, to make her bleed
He's the lowest form this world can breed
She screams for mercy, cries for grace
But his fists fall hard, he's lost in the chase
The room's a war zone, shattered glass
He blames her for his failures, his wasted past
She begs and pleads, eyes full of fright
But he's too far gone to see what's right
A monster now, not a man at all
Her bruises tell stories, like shadows on the wall
He'll regret this night, he'll drown in shame
But the scars he leaves, they'll bear his name
It's not just her; it's a child's dread
It's broken homes and the tears they shed
No excuse for pain, no excuse for fear
A man who raises his hand ain't got a soul in here
To break her down, to make her bleed
He's the lowest form this world can breed
In the morning light, reality sinks
The bruises on her face, the empty drinks
He stares at the mirror, sees a ghost
A man who crossed the line, who's lost the most
This isn't love, it's a twisted game
A coward's move, a soul of shame
He knows he's wrong, but that won't heal
The damage done, the pain she feels
A real man would walk, find another way
No honour in fists, no words to say
The shame of his actions will never fade
He's carved his name into fear's blade
No excuse for pain, no excuse for fear
A man who raises his hand ain't got a soul in here
To break her down, to make her bleed
He's the lowest form this world can breed
It's not just bruises, it's wounds inside
It's children hiding, afraid to cry
It's shattered trust, a broken vow
No turning back, not ever, not now
For every blow, every scream unheard
Remember this truth in every word:
A man who strikes is lost in the dark
A coward's soul with a stone-cold heart
She walks away, finds her strength
Gathers the pieces, goes the length
Leaves him behind, the pain, the fear
No more excuses, not one more tear
She'll rebuild, she'll heal with time
His memory fades like a soulless crime
He lost it all the moment he struck
A coward's fate, a life of muck
To those in rage, drowning in sin
There's no victory here, you'll never win
Raise your hands, and you've lost your right
To be called a man in the cold, dark night
So listen close, let this message last
No love in violence, that's buried in the past
There's a path to change, a road to seek
But a real man's strength is in being meek
Turn away from anger, break the chain
No more excuses, no more pain