Not on My Street

[Intro] The pavement buckles in unspoken names A cold wind folds the alley into pain Something below the sewer mouths is counting Every breath, every step, alien heart pounding [Verse 1] You swung first by the shuttered deli I heard your gurgles split the night Then the bricks grew eyes like wet black pennies And the manhole breathed beneath the fight The corner sign bent toward the gutter Its letters crawled beneath the paint A shape with too many eyelids surfaced Wearing every face we feared and hate [Pre-Chorus] Don’t look down Don’t lose ground The street has rage The street has rage [Chorus] Not on my street Not while I’m standing Let the idiot god rise I’ll meet it empty-handed Not on my street Not in my name If the buried thing comes crawling I’ll punch it square in it's face [Verse 2] Your lash flashed once, then vanished in the vapor My boots found rhythm on the broken stone The sky split open like a rusted door And something vast pressed through the telephone poles Its mouth was wide as the avenue Its whisper made every window shake I felt the fear climb up my throat Then bit it down for my own sake [Pre-Chorus] Hold the line Cross the sign The dark has eyes The dark has eyes [Chorus] Not on my street Not while I’m standing Let the old foe rise I’ll meet it empty-handed Not on my street Not in my name If the buried thing comes crawling I’ll punch it square in it's face [Bridge] Beneath the asphalt, ancient pressure Above us, black wings fill the rain Every punch becomes a warning Every scar becomes a chain I am not chosen I am not clean I am the answer Between vast space and the living [Breakdown] [Pinch Harmonics] [Maximum djent] One step Two fists Five jaws No exit Crack the pavement Split the crown Drag the nightmare Back underground Bleagh! [Final Chorus] Not on my street Not while I’m breathing Let the old dark rise I’ll tear out what it’s feeding Not on my street Not in my name If the buried thing comes crawling I’ll punch it square in it's face Not on my street Hear the whole block thunder When the vile nameless comes up We put the vile nameless under [Outro] Morning finds the corner scarred and smoking No one asks what moved below The sign hangs straight, the gutters quiet And that which walks behind only knows