I Used AI to Convert My Lyrics Into a Metalcore Song

A humble philosopher with no musical background whatsoever enters into alliance with a silicon polymath in an attempt to produce a semi-bearable song.
Lyrics (human):
A sombre wake of meaning-deprived vultures
Circle the decaying remnants of a cut flower culture
Behold, behold
The retrogressive revival of an obsolete cosmology
A deity scarcely perturbed by prayers
So seek refuge in nostalgia
From your dread-induced neuralgia
Hasn’t your tattered canopy seen better days?
A sombre wake of meaning-deprived vultures
Circle the carcass of a cut flower culture
Deafened by the shrieks of a crippled phoenix
Whose flames consume her birth nest
Conjure up five-point plans
Hasten to wash your hands
Of blood spilt in the name of utopian quests
A sombre wake of spiritually deprived vultures
Circle the carcass of a cut flower culture
A cut flower culture
A cut flower culture