(Intro) (Analog line hum, low frequency rumble, hard vocal exhales) ​ (Verse 1) (Percussive 7-string chugs, tight kick-snare syncopation) Melted iron on a gray sky Peeling paint where the memories lie Glass in the tread, walking barefoot through the grit Counting every second till the fuse gets lit Underneath the skin, cold grease in the blood Every fake handshake dragged straight through the mud Locked in a box that I built by hand Marking out the borders of a dead man's land ​ (Pre-Chorus) (Guitars un-mute into squealing feedback, bass driving hard) It’s rising in the throat like bile Buried this shit for a long damn while Drop the match, let the fumes ignite Blow the whole thing out of sight! ​(Chorus) (Explosive wide power chords, roaring baritone with stacked gang shouts) BURN IT AWAY! THIS POISON IN MY SOUL! BURN IT AWAY! REDUCING EVERYTHING TO SHIT! SCRAPE OUT THE LEAD, BREAK THIS GIG! PULL THE WHOLE ROOT FROM THE HOLE I DIG! BURNING IT AWAY! BURNING IT AWAY! ​ (Verse 2) (Back to heavy, low-end palm muting) Raw knuckles on a concrete floor I ain't taking orders from that LIES no more Cut the main cable, kill the back-feed Starving out the habit that I used to feed You wanted a pushover, wanted a shell You wanted me to drag your weight through hell Now watch the gasoline soak the wood Doing what you never thought I could! ​(Pre-Chorus) (Drums hit the snare like a sledgehammer) It’s rising in the throat like bile Buried this rot for a long damn while Drop the match, let the fumes ignite Blow the whole thing out of sight! ​(Chorus) (Full production, wide guitar wall) BURN IT AWAY! THIS POISON IN MY SOUL! BURN IT AWAY! REDUCING EVERYTHING TO SHIT! SCRAPE OUT THE LEAD, BREAK THIS GIG! PULL THE WHOLE ROOT FROM THE HOLE I DIG! BURNING IT AWAY! BURNING IT AWAY! ​(Breakdown / Mid-Song Strip) (Guitars drop completely. Just heavy kick, bass line, and low spoken delivery) Nothing to salvage... Nothing to trade... Look at the wreckage that you made... ​(Vocal escalates into a guttural bark as the full band slams in) Nothing to salvage! NOTHING TO KEEP! FLIP THE SWITCH! ​(Outro) (Syncopated stops, low-tuned chokes, power-drill noise FX) Melt it into slag... Clean off the slate... (Final heavy palm-muted choke) Burn it away. (Tape-stop cut)