"The Iron Perimeter" [Interlude - Sam (female)] (A low, distorted acoustic guitar picks a slow, minor-key delta blues riff. A heavy gust of saltwater wind blows through the background. Spoken word, deadly serious and cold.) There’s a hard line between a sleeping dog and a buried landmine. Wake the dog, you might hear a bark. Step on the mine, and it takes your leg, your hand, your name. No warning. No mercy. That man built his peace on an island. He locked the gates. He run the wire. Smartest thing the world can do is stay on the other side, or come back missing pieces. [Verse 1 - Matt (male)] (The bass drum drops in with a slow, echoing thud. Voice is a low, menacing rumble.) My hands know a fishing net and a shotgun stock I buried my own mistakes, deep under the dock I scrubbed the blood from the floor and set the pistol down I’m a quiet man, but I got this whole damn town wired Say my name crooked, and I’ll put your teeth in the sand Push me one step farther, and I’ll have your life in my hand I keep old grudges down where the salt grass grows And I know how to make damn sure nobody ever knows. [Pre-Chorus - Matt (male) & Sam (female)] (A heavily fuzzed electric guitar starts a slow, grinding climb.) (Matt - male) I drew a hard circle... (Sam - female) ...in the saltwater sand. (Matt - male) You step across that line... (Sam - female) ...you’re dead where you stand. [Chorus - Matt (male) & Sam (female)] (The full band drops like a concrete block. Crushing, doom-blues metal groove. Talk box howling with pure aggression.) (Matt - male) I’m telling you once, and it won't be twice, I’m drawing the line, I’m not very nice! (Sam - female) Cross it, and your breath will leave you right then and there! (Matt - male) You can run your damn mouth, you can rattle the cage, But you do not want to meet this beast when he’s in a rage! I’ll drain your well clean, I’ll poison your pipe! I’ll make ‘em feel the trouble if they wanna tangle up my life! DON’T FUCK WITH ME OR WHAT IS MINE! (Sam - female) He is the reaper! (Both) DON’T FUCK WITH ME OR WHAT IS MINE! [Verse 2 - Matt (male)] (The beat strips back to a sludgy, syncopated bass groove. Delivery is completely lethal and spoken-word tight.) I got Jackie at the center, she’s the one keeps us grounded. If you look her way wrong, you won’t hear a sound out. I got Rogue, Hermione, and Waverly in the hold, That’s my blood, that’s my silver and my gold! I put the monster in the floor so they could have a life, But I’ll drag him up through the concrete and hand him the knife! I am the father, the warden, the ghost in the night, And if you reach for what I got, you’re losing the fight! [Pre-Chorus - Matt (male) & Sam (female)] (The slide guitar screams like an air-raid siren.) (Matt - male) I am the perimeter... (Sam - female) ...the lock on the door. (Matt - male) You touch what I love... (Sam - female) ...you get the war. [Vocal Chant - Matt (male) & Sam (female)] (Matt - male) Blood in! (Sam - female) Bones crack! (Matt - male) Fear us! (Sam - female) No turning back! [Chorus - Matt (male) & Sam (female)] (Maximum violence in the instrumentation. Heavy, crashing beats.) (Matt - male) I’m telling you once, and it won't be twice, I’m drawing the line, I’m not very nice! (Sam - female) Cross it, and your breath will leave you right then and there! (Matt - male) You can run your damn mouth, you can rattle the cage, But you do not want to meet this beast when he’s in a rage! I’ll drain your well clean, I’ll poison your pipe! I’ll make ‘em feel the trouble if they wanna tangle up my life! DON’T FUCK WITH ME OR WHAT IS MINE! (Sam - female) He is the reaper! (Both) DON’T FUCK WITH ME OR WHAT IS MINE! [Bridge - Matt (male)] (Complete instrumental silence for two beats. Then just a single, heavy, distorted bass note ringing out. Voice drops to a deadly, rhythmic growl.) I carry a .380 on my hip Got the skulls of the fallen on the grip Got a blue hog laser cutting through the dark To make damn sure the iron hits the mark Clip full of hollow points, fragmenting lead You cross that line, you’re already dead I do not fuck around, I do not hesitate I am the consequence at the gate. [Outro - Sam (female) & Matt (male)] (The slow, acoustic delta blues riff returns, backed by the sound of waves crashing on the island.) (Sam - female - singing a haunting, lullaby melody) The girls are all sleeping, the island is cold... (Matt - male - spoken, completely flat and dangerous) Consider yourself warned. (The sound of a heavy slide racking on a handgun—CH-CHAK. Immediate silence.)
