[Intro – Spoken growl] From concrete fields and levee lines… we rise! Steel in our hands, fire in our eyes… and rage in our hearts. [Verse 1] We carved the earth with blood and stone, Brought thunder down with hands alone. But just before the slab could rise— They shut us down with coward's lies. "Subgrade’s bad!" they cry from thrones, As if they walked this cursed zone. We held the line through storm and flame— Yet they bring halt, we take the blame! [Chorus] Warriors of the Weir—we have no fear! Axes of labor, we drive the spear! Steel hearts burn through delay and sneer— We will not yield, we are the spear! [Verse 2] They sent us back, they sent us home, While thrones of paper pass the blame alone. Crews laid off, machines gone still— Yet our fury climbs the hill. No abutment fall will seal our fate, No backfill error shall desecrate. We scream beneath a blood-red sky, And promise this: we do not die! [Chorus] Warriors of the Weir—we have no fear! Cut through silence, we drive the spear! Laid off, stalled—but make it clear: We are the force that gods must hear! [Bridge – Brutal breakdown] RIP the red tape—PULL the rusted chain! SHRED the failed plan—they bring us pain! Geotech gods made of dirt and doubt— We rise, we fight, we BURN THEM OUT! [Chorus – Double Time] Warriors of the Weir—we have no fear! Stone and iron, we drive the spear! Let the weak fall, let the fools steer— We are the storm, the end is near! [Outro – Chanted, like a war cry] We build. We bleed. We do not break. We wait, we rage—for their mistake. From slab to sky, we stake our claim— The Weir will fall, but not our name. Warriors… of… the… Weir.
