
NO SAINTS IN THIS TOWN BY BLACKTHORN RIOT
SONG BY BLACKTHORN RIOT Lyrics By Ronan Mccalmont, Duncan Mccalmont, Rikki Morningstar -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Intro – gritty, urban tension, Stomping drums, low guitar riff, siren-like feedback] [Verse 1] Neon crosses flicker out Every promise wears a doubt Streetlight sermons, cheap advice Everybody’s rolling dice Gold-toothed smiles, bleeding pride Truth gets sold on every side You won’t find no holy ground Just survival beating loud [Pre-Chorus] They preach clean hands, spotless crowns But dirt runs deep in this town [Chorus] No saints in this town tonight Just sinners learning how to fight No halos left, no sacred sound Just hearts still beating underground No saints in this town, no shame We bleed the same, we burn the same If heaven’s lost and hell’s around There’s no saints in this town [Verse 2] Broken laws and open scars Dreams get crushed behind the bars Everybody wants a throne Nobody makes it out alone Shadows talk, the walls have eyes Hope survives where mercy dies If you’re looking to be saved You picked the wrong damn place [Pre-Chorus] Don’t ask who’s right or who’s wrong Just ask who’s still standing strong [Chorus] No saints in this town tonight Just sinners learning how to fight No halos left, no sacred sound Just hearts still beating underground No saints in this town, no shame We bleed the same, we burn the same If heaven’s lost and hell’s around There’s no saints in this town [Bridge – darker, half-time groove] If there’s a line, we crossed it slow If there’s a price, we already owe No absolution, no crown Just flesh and bone in this town Whoa-oh, feel the ground shake Whoa-oh, this is what we make [Instrumental Break – heavy riff & bass drive, Chunky rhythm guitars, bass pushing forward, short aggressive lead lick] [Final Chorus – massive, raw] No saints in this town tonight We wear our sins in flashing lights No mercy left, no solid ground Still we rise from underground No saints in this town, stand proud We don’t bow, we don’t back down If this world tries to drag us down There’s no saints in this town [Outro – cold, defiant] Write our names in broken stone This place raised us, made us known If heaven never comes around— We’ll rule the dark. No saints in this town.

