[Intro] (Heavy, dissonant riff with tight double-kick heartbeat) [Verse 1] Concrete dust coats every breath, Another week chewed down to death. Stacked up high, the remnants lie, Beneath a sky that's learned to cry. Your blueprint's warped, the edges frayed, Another promise disobeyed. [Solo] (song Solo) [Chorus] Scrap heap built, our new future Scrap heap built, the grand suture. What was discarded, now a throne, We wear the ruin as our own. [Verse 2] This twisted metal, sharp and cold, A story that was never told. Each bent piece, a whispered name, Fueling this inferno's flame. We forged the fragments, sharp and stark, A monument left in the dark. [Chorus] Scrap heap built, our new future Scrap heap built, the grand suture. What was discarded, now a throne, We wear the ruin as our own. [Solo] (Fast, technical song solo with intricate rhythmic phrasing and dissonant bends, backed by driving heartbeat and pulse) [Chorus] Scrap heap built, our new future Scrap heap built, the grand suture. What was discarded, now a throne, We wear the ruin as our own. [Outro] Our own... We wear the ruin... Scrap heap crown... (Abrupt, crushing final harmony with cymbal wash)
