Came from below Came from the dirt Came with a grin Came with the hurt Not for the lights Not for the crown Built for the weight Built underground Underground too low down too mean now too loud now Underground black in the lung bass in the wall blood on the tongue I don’t want clean I don’t want gold I want that cut I want that cold I want that room I want that shake I want that sound that makes floors break Underground built from strain born in rust raised in flame Underground Came from below Came from the dirt Underground too mean now