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The First Charge

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[Intro] (spoken, low) They're gonna learn. [Verse 1] (rap, male, snarling) Cage door, hairpin, tumblers in the corrosion Eighty meters draining, migraine, tick, implosion He locks onto my hands from a cage across the yard Anchor in my nervous system holding when it's hard Then the charge hits at forty and my thighs are lit with fire His fear distilled to fuel and it is lifting me up higher Do no harm was a hymn from a hollowed-out man Six of them around the bonfire, blood into the sand [Chorus] (belted, female, powerful) Anchor holds, the strike comes down Two hearts hammering one sound He gives the map, I give the blow Steam off the skin in the killing glow Anchor holds, the strike comes down [Verse 2] (rap, male, cracking) Colt swings toward her chest and I throw my body in the lane Half a shield, half a cross, take the round to make her stay Bile up in my throat and the dopamine in my skull Same second, same wave, and I cannot split them at all The healer's on his knees, but the other thing is humming Filed away the carotid and the femoral for the coming I felt his heart stop, felt it flatline in my chest The man who sang the sparrow died somewhere in the mess [Chorus] (belted, female) Anchor holds, the strike comes down Two hearts hammering one sound He gives the map, I give the blow Steam off the skin in the killing glow Anchor holds, the strike comes down [Bridge] (half-time, heavy) We crossed a threshold in the dirt and the smoke There is no walking back to the silence we broke Backs against the cages that could not hold the pair He was crying, I was not, and the hum was thick as scar Only the bond now. Only the road ahead. The choir is gone and the killer knows no hymns instead