(Verse 1) Steel doors hum their midnight song, Keys swing like ghosts that don’t belong. Fluorescent flicker, eyes half-dead, Clock don’t move, just spins in my head. They scream in silence through the wall, Same four steps down every hall. I keep the line, I play the role, But this place eats a piece of your soul. (Pre-Chorus) Every echo feels like prayer denied, We sing to the dead but we’re still alive. (Chorus) We are the Concrete Choir, Bound by chain and wire. Our hymns don’t rise, they fall— Buried beneath it all. We don’t talk, we don’t cry, Just count the days drifting by. In the Concrete Choir’s sound, You learn pain don’t make a sound. (Verse 2) CO blues in a locked-down sky, Behind the glass, I watch years die. Names fade fast, faces too, Uniform gray bleeds right through. The job don’t end when gates unlock, You carry hell around the block. Silence louder than the screams, Grinding gears that kill your dreams. (Pre-Chorus) No one prays for the ones outside, We’re the ghosts that never died. (Chorus) We are the Concrete Choir, Bound by chain and wire. Our hymns don’t rise, they fall— Buried beneath it all. We don’t talk, we don’t cry, Just count the days drifting by. In the Concrete Choir’s sound, You learn pain don’t make a sound. (Bridge – Instrumental Drop) Chains drag rhythm on concrete floors, Riffs grind deep like closing doors. Metallic echo, hollow tone, Every man inside feels alone. (Final Chorus) We are the Concrete Choir, Whispers under razor fire. Our hymns don’t heal, they drown— In the echo underground. We don’t break, we don’t sigh, We just fade, still standing by. In the Concrete Choir’s sound, Pain is silence—profound. (Outro – Spoken/Whispered) “Count ‘em out. Count ‘em in. Doors secure.” ...And the choir sings again.
