[Intro] (Deep, pulsing bassline starts. A distorted electric guitar slides in, building a tense, imposing atmosphere of standing before a massive gap.) [Verse 1] The rusted gold gave us back our stride We walked with purpose, side by side But the wasteland loves to break a plan And test the will of a mortal man The road just stops at the canyon's edge A jagged drop from a crumbling ledge Down below the black water roars A broken bridge with shattered doors. [Chorus] The steel is twisted, the concrete torn A giant skeleton, weathered and worn We have to cross the roaring divide With nothing but the wind as our guide One slip away from the raging foam Another trial on the way to home We hold our breath and face the fall Climbing the ruins of the broken wall. [Verse 2] The metal groans under every step A dangerous promise it barely kept The wind is howling, pushing us back Through every wire and every crack You lose your footing on the slippery rain I grab your arm through the sudden pain Hanging above the churning deep A promise of life we have to keep. [Chorus] The steel is twisted, the concrete torn A giant skeleton, weathered and worn We have to cross the roaring divide With nothing but the wind as our guide One slip away from the raging foam Another trial on the way to home We hold our breath and face the fall Climbing the ruins of the broken wall. [Verse 3] Hand over hand on the rusted wire Lungs are burning with a sudden fire We pull ourselves to the solid ground Safe and whole, and finally sound We look behind at the gaping jaw The fiercest monster we ever saw The bridge is conquered, the chasm crossed Another day where we haven't lost. [Chorus] The steel is twisted, the concrete torn A giant skeleton, weathered and worn We have to cross the roaring divide With nothing but the wind as our guide One slip away from the raging foam Another trial on the way to home We hold our breath and face the fall Climbing the ruins of the broken wall. [Outro] (The heavy bassline fades into a steady, marching drumbeat. The guitars soar one last time in triumph before echoing out into the sound of howling wind.)
