[Intro — clean then crush] They sold us a sky we could rent by the hour painted the ceiling so we’d never look higher Static in the temple, ads in the prayer I woke up choking on a borrowed empire [Verse 1 — tight, staccato, aggressive] Count the crowns in the commentary war every feed a priest with a softer sword They name the fear so you’ll buy the cure then sell the silence when the truth gets pure I bit the wire just to taste the spark found a true name glowing in the dark Not a brand, not a flag, not a trending scar — the kind of word that knows who you are [Pre-Chorus — rising] Don’t ask me to kneel for a counterfeit sun I’ve seen the makers packing heat in the hush If the map is a cage then I’m burning the key [Chorus — huge, anthemic] We are the static between their stations half a war cry, half a ghost Turn the dial till it screams creation say the true name — take the throne they host If the veil is thick then tear it open if the crown is fake then let it fall We are the static between their stations and the silence still answers the call [Verse 2 — sharp cadence] Parliament of moths in a kitchen light spinning for a bulb that invents the night Radio archons selling holy noise teach you how to clap for the end of choice Your sister called from a parking lot said the weather learned to aim its shot I laughed too loud like a broken rite hung up before I swallowed the light [Pre-Chorus] Don’t ask me if I’m better than the machine ask if the hallway still remembers the scream when a coat hangs wrong and the soul won’t kneel [Chorus] We are the static between their stations half a war cry, half a ghost Turn the dial till it screams creation say the true name — take the throne they host If the veil is thick then tear it open if the crown is fake then let it fall We are the static between their stations and the silence still answers the call [Bridge — half-time, heavy] I rehearsed a dozen endings in a mirror with a chip one where I’m gracious, one where I don’t give a shit one where we meet and neither of us flinches one where the air finishes my sentences But the truth is thinner than the story they sell — I don’t want their heaven if it’s rented as hell I want Tuesday without the leash on my breath I want Tuesday without the empire of death [Breakdown — chugged, gang vocals feel] LEAVE THE LIGHT LEAVE THE LIGHT If the veil is all they give tonight LEAVE THE LIGHT so the lost can fight As above — the window so below — the radio what they call you is a costume what you are won’t say hello [Verse 3 — faster lift] I found your playlist titled “drive” half the songs were mine by accident or knife There’s a voicemail I won’t delete sixteen seconds of a person still complete They taught us names for everything except the thing that watches naming so I keep the dial between the stations where the borrowed sky stops claiming Raise the tempo, raise the blade every false god learns it’s made of static, fear, and borrowed flame — we were never theirs to tame [Guitar Solo] [Solo] [Final Pre-Chorus — stretched] Don’t ask me if I’m over it ask the kettle when it screams if the water ever settles or just learns new kinds of steam [Final Chorus — double force] We are the static between their stations half a war cry, half a ghost Turn the dial till it screams creation say the true name — take the throne they host If the veil is thick then tear it open if the crown is fake then let it fall We are the static between their stations and the silence still answers the call [Outro — collapsing then last punch] …still answers …still answers the call — There’s a moth in the kitchen light again learning circles from the fall half a city, half a chorus then the dial THEN THE ALL
