Low-End Absolution

Now you feel the weight lift, vertebrae by vertebrae The riff becomes a ritual where the broken learn to stay And when the bass hits deep, your chest, your throat The cage falls open and you learn to float A world of chains that tried to name you lesser But don't you kneel, 'cause the noise will bless you Pressure building, skull is splitting Fingers gripping, teeth are gritting Ground is shaking, soul is breaking No more waiting—NOW— Flood the nave, a sacrament of static What the broken crave Noise will bless, ghosts erase Rise with me, scars are holy Stand in the sound and own it solely Let the chord ring out, a blade across the silence Carving something true from the wreckage and the violence Let it split you open, let it mend, let it mend Low-end absolution without end A world of chains that tried to name you lesser But don't you kneel, 'cause the noise will bless you Pressure building, skull is splitting Fingers gripping, teeth are gritting Ground is shaking, soul is breaking No more waiting—NOW— Flood the nave, a sacrament of static What the broken crave Noise will bless, ghosts erase Rise with me, scars are holy Stand in the sound and own it solely Let it burn, this won't leave you chained This won't leave you chained, this won't leave Breathe it in, breathe it in, until the pain is unnamed Until the pain is unnamed, until it's Nothing but the truth that you reclaimed You reclaimed Shatter the altar, let the silence weep The only god worth kneeling to is the one that makes you leap Weight becomes wings The wound finally sings Noise will bless, ghosts erase Rise with me, scars are holy Stand in the sound and own it solely No more kneeling No more chains You are the pulse That remains