Drop The Glass. (Breaking The Chains)

Dark R&B, blues, country rap, christian rap, rock, romantic

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[Intro: A low, distortion-heavy guitar riff kicks in. The sound of a match striking. A deep inhale. Then, a voice like gravel and thunder.]
{Verse 1}
I’m walking through the valley, but the shadow’s got a name
It’s dancing in the smoke, playing a losing game
I got a glass pipe devil sitting on my throne
Chewing on my mind, stripping flesh from the bone.
The voices scream failure, the voices scream run
Trying to block the light of the Morning Sun.
I’m a soldier in the trenches, mud on my face
Looking for a signal from the Holy Place.
(Pre-Chorus)
They say peace is a river, but I’m swimming in fire
I’m a short-circuited man on a high-tension wire!
(Chorus)
I need that SPIRIT FLOW!
Come on and wreck this room
Turn the chaos into order, flower from the tomb.
I’m plugging in the cable, I’m grabbing the live line
Transmute this lead heavy heart into gold divine!
Burn out the Pharmakeia, let the voltage go
I’m screaming for the mercy of the Spirit Flow!
(Verse 2)
My Queen is in the bedroom, fighting a triple-threat beast
While the spirit of poverty tries to spoil the feast.
I’m selling bags of poison just to pay the rent
Wondering where the power and the glory went.
"Inflammatory," they call it—well, I got a fire too
It’s the anger of the righteous, breaking on through!
Get thee behind me, Python! Get your hands off her chest!
This house is a temple, not a viper’s nest!
(Bridge)
(Music drops to just a rhythmic drum beat and a hand clap. Spoken word, preaching style)
As Above, So Below.
You think you can break me? You think I don’t know?
God trains his generals in the dark of the night.
He breaks the leg to teach it how to fight!
I am done with the needle, I am done with the dust
In the Grand Architect is the only trust.
I rebuke the cells that mutate and lie!
WE SHALL NOT DIE! WE SHALL NOT DIE!
(Guitar Solo - Screaming, chaotic, then resolving into a melodic, soaring harmony)
(Chorus)
Gimme that SPIRIT FLOW!
Come on and wreck this room
Turn the chaos into order, flower from the tomb.
I’m plugging in the cable, I’m grabbing the live line
Transmute this lead heavy heart into gold divine!
Burn out the Pharmakeia, let the voltage go
I’m screaming for the mercy of the Spirit Flow!
(Outro)
(Heavy breathing, music swelling)
The current is humming...
The demons are running...
I feel the heat.
I feel the heat.
Yeah, that’s the real plug.
That’s the real drug.
SPIRIT. FLOW.
(Final cymbal crash. Silence.)

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[Intro: A low, distortion-heavy guitar riff kicks in. The sound of a match striking. A deep inhale. Then, a voice like gravel and thunder.] {Verse 1} I’m walking through the valley, but the shadow’s got a name It’s dancing in the smoke, playing a losing game I got a glass pipe devil sitting on my throne Chewing on my mind, stripping flesh from the bone. The voices scream failure, the voices scream run Trying to block the light of the Morning Sun. I’m a soldier in the trenches, mud on my face Looking for a signal from the Holy Place. (Pre-Chorus) They say peace is a river, but I’m swimming in fire I’m a short-circuited man on a high-tension wire! (Chorus) I need that SPIRIT FLOW! Come on and wreck this room Turn the chaos into order, flower from the tomb. I’m plugging in the cable, I’m grabbing the live line Transmute this lead heavy heart into gold divine! Burn out the Pharmakeia, let the voltage go I’m screaming for the mercy of the Spirit Flow! (Verse 2) My Queen is in the bedroom, fighting a triple-threat beast While the spirit of poverty tries to spoil the feast. I’m selling bags of poison just to pay the rent Wondering where the power and the glory went. "Inflammatory," they call it—well, I got a fire too It’s the anger of the righteous, breaking on through! Get thee behind me, Python! Get your hands off her chest! This house is a temple, not a viper’s nest! (Bridge) (Music drops to just a rhythmic drum beat and a hand clap. Spoken word, preaching style) As Above, So Below. You think you can break me? You think I don’t know? God trains his generals in the dark of the night. He breaks the leg to teach it how to fight! I am done with the needle, I am done with the dust In the Grand Architect is the only trust. I rebuke the cells that mutate and lie! WE SHALL NOT DIE! WE SHALL NOT DIE! (Guitar Solo - Screaming, chaotic, then resolving into a melodic, soaring harmony) (Chorus) Gimme that SPIRIT FLOW! Come on and wreck this room Turn the chaos into order, flower from the tomb. I’m plugging in the cable, I’m grabbing the live line Transmute this lead heavy heart into gold divine! Burn out the Pharmakeia, let the voltage go I’m screaming for the mercy of the Spirit Flow! (Outro) (Heavy breathing, music swelling) The current is humming... The demons are running... I feel the heat. I feel the heat. Yeah, that’s the real plug. That’s the real drug. SPIRIT. FLOW. (Final cymbal crash. Silence.)

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