[Intro] Cold tile under borrowed skin A red alarm begins to spin Steel doors breathe, the drains run black Count every heartbeat—no way back [Verse] We wake in rows beneath the hooks No names, no shoes, no windows, no books A butcher’s clock above the rail Ticks like a fist inside a jail Mara finds a bolt in the floor Jonah hears a chain behind the door Eight of us and one dead phone A thousand knives in the walls alone [Pre-Chorus] Don’t make a sound, don’t lose your nerve The hallway bends where the cold lights curve If we split up, we disappear If we stand together, we leave here [Chorus] Slaughterhouse slam—kick through the gate Run while the red bells calculate Slaughterhouse slam—teeth of the night Break through the freezer into the light Hands on the handle, shoulders collide Nobody gets left on the other side Slaughterhouse slam—hear that chain? We came in breathing, we leave the same [Verse] A clipboard lists us by arrival time Each empty line is a warning sign The elevator drops below the ground Something huge keeps scraping around Mara cuts the power with a broken saw Jonah jams the lock with a piece of jaw The doors roll up on a corridor And footsteps answer from the cutting floor [Pre-Chorus] Don’t make a sound, don’t lose your nerve The hallway bends where the cold lights curve When the siren calls, we call it back Eight sets of feet on a single track [Chorus] Slaughterhouse slam—kick through the gate Run while the red bells calculate Slaughterhouse slam—teeth of the night Break through the freezer into the light Hands on the handle, shoulders collide Nobody gets left on the other side Slaughterhouse slam—hear that chain? We came in breathing, we leave the same Razor notes tear across the rail Iron fists answer, fast and pale Dive-bomb sirens, sparks ignite Double-kick thunder splits the night One last scream bends through the steel One last barrage—make the floor kneel Crash! Crash! Cut the chain! Crash! Crash! Break the frame! Crash! Crash! Cut the chain! Crash! Crash! Break the frame! [Bridge] The final door has no release A painted butcher smiles in grease Mara says, “Push,” and all eight lean The hinges shriek like something seen Behind us, every freezer swings Ahead, the dawn wears broken wings We hit the yard, the gates unfold The morning air is sharp and cold [Breakdown] Count us—one, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight Count the locks, count the doors We are not your weight [Final Chorus] Slaughterhouse slam—kick through the gate Run while the red bells calculate Slaughterhouse slam—teeth of the night Break through the freezer into the light Hands on the handle, shoulders collide Nobody gets left on the other side Slaughterhouse slam—hear that chain? We came in breathing, we leave the same [Outro] The siren dies beyond the trees Eight shadows fall to their knees No one speaks of what we saw But every night we check the door
