[Intro — Distant uilleann pipes, a lonely fiddle note, faint metallic echoes; almost whispered male vocal] Ash falls slowly. grey snow and rain. Keep your eyes ahead. despite grief and pain. [Verse 1 — Intimate, breathy male vocal; sparse beat, restrained delivery] We move at dawn Horizon still black Count every shadow Don't look back I hear them out there Scraping the ground Too many teeth don't make a sound [Pre-Chorus — Voice grows more urgent; low pipes swell beneath the beat] If you break rank You become the sound If you lag too long They pull you down [Chorus — Mournful melodic belts, ghostly vocal doubles; heavy beat remains restrained] Stay in line Stay alive Stay in line Or you don't survive We move as one Stay in line, Stay alive [Verse 2 — Lower, weary vocal register; clipped guitar pulses and distant chain percussion] There's rust in the water Blood on the wind Names on the walls That we still read in The bridges lie broken The towers stand blind We follow the tracks Of a vanished mankind We bury the names Of the ones left behind [Pre-Chorus — Quietly insistent, with a rising fiddle line] If you run ahead You feed the dark If you fall behind It takes your heart [Chorus — Fuller vocal layers, mournful rather than forceful; pipes echo the final lines] Stay in line Stay alive Stay in line Or you don't survive We move as one Stay in line Stay alive [Verse 3 — Near-whispered, exhausted delivery; beat thins out, leaving sub-bass and metallic ambience] There were lights in the cities There were songs in the streets Now the wind fills the stations Where the lost used to sleep There's a world underneath us In the wires and stone Still calling to someone Who isn't coming home [Bridge — Beat nearly disappears; mournful fiddle and distant pipes, voice fragile and exposed] I saw them once Tall in the dust All jaw and hunger Waiting for us I saw the old highway Split by the frost Vision blurry tears for names we lost So call my name If I start to fade Pull me back Before I'm prey [Instrumental Interlude — Slow, mournful fiddle melody over low uilleann pipes; distant chain rattles, sparse industrial impacts; no vocals] [Final Chorus — Powerful, sorrowful full-voice belts; layered ghostly harmonies, heavy but deliberate percussion] Stay in line Stay alive Stay in line Or you don't survive We move as one Stay in line Stay alive Stay in line Though the world has died Stay in line Keep the lost inside We move as one Stay in line Stay alive [Outro — Instruments decay into distant drones; exhausted, almost whispered vocal with long echoes] Stay in line... Stay alive...
