Dust to Dust

[Intro] [Fiery guitar solo over chugs, bass grinding under the lead] [Verse 1] Teeth in the dirt, I’m grit in the gear, I’m a bad loop, brain glitch, static in the mirror Bite down, blackout, jaw full of iron Heart kept ticking like a war siren Dead man walking in a too-tight skin Every old scar like a barcode print Clock in, clock out, same cracked halo Spit black truth from a rusted halo (yeah) [Chorus] Dust to dust I was born from the rust If the world’s gonna crush me I will grind through the crush Ash to ash Feel the strain in my lungs I’ve been buried alive But I claw, I claw, I’m not done (hey) Dust to dust You can drag my name through the mud I’ll still rise, eyes red From the flood, from the flood [Verse 2] Step in the hive, I talk with the venom Every word sharp like a code-side weapon Chain-link thoughts, they wrap ‘round veins Every breath heavy like a freight-train shame Low-bit soul with a hi-res rage I redraw fate on a torn-out page Carve my creed in the grind and the grit You want silence? You won’t get it (never) [Chorus] Dust to dust I was born from the rust If the world’s gonna crush me I will grind through the crush Ash to ash Feel the strain in my lungs I’ve been buried alive But I claw, I claw, I’m not done Dust to dust You can drag my name through the mud I’ll still rise, eyes red From the flood, from the flood (woah) [Bridge – Half-Time Stomp] [Beat drops to half-time, choral pads distant, sub booming] Slow drag Heavy steps in the graveyard mud Cold hands Pulling me back to the flood (so low, so low) Tongue tastes iron, breath tastes blood (so low, so low) I chew that fear, spit back the flood [Low growls] From the pit I speak Jaw locked, knees weak But the ground shakes When the outcast creeps Hear the deep hum Crawling up my spine If the end wants me It’ll wait in line [Chorus] Dust to dust I was born from the rust If the world’s gonna crush me I will grind through the crush Ash to ash Feel the strain in my lungs I’ve been buried alive But I claw, I claw, I’m not done Dust to dust You can drag my name through the mud I’ll still rise, eyes red From the flood, from the flood [Outro] [Full-band thrash barrage, vocals fracturing and glitching] (d-d-dust to dust) Cut my cord, I still short-circuit the sky (hey) (r-r-rust to blood) Every crack in my voice is a fault-line cry (d-d-dust to dust) Break my frame, I still bend bars of the cage (glitching screams, warped doubles) I was forged in the crush I am flame in the grave [Final stuttered scream into feedback]