Intro Yeah. Listen. Uh. Im the rust in the blood the sudden flush the tight squeeze freeze wheeze cough where the peace go Its a war in the marrow down to the bone. You hear it Flesh flexin hexin the unseen shift lyrical physical principalities pullin the strings so cynical empirical draggin your soul through the mud with a thud. Heavy boots on the floorboard spirit sword drawn ignore the Architects chord Nah. Gravity pullin your face to the floor knockin and rockin and shockin a painted shut door. The writin on the brick bleedin thick through the dust whisperin Adjust the armor fool recognize who you trust. Verse 1 Yeah. Step onto the frontline. Mind locked block the given grace stressin tryna hold the baseline. Shadows on the wall tall ready for the fight. Steppin through the dark spark searchin for the light. Flesh heavy like a stone joint achin from the draft. The adversary plottin in the back track launchin the fiery shaft. But Im kickin at the hinge cringe starin at the past. Shield blockin the impact facts movin way too fast. Put the heavy chestplate on dawn breakin through the grime. Doin time in the mind blind steppin outta line. Gotta realign shine before the vision fades. Walkin through the unseen blades. Haunting Chorus Boxed in. Concrete skin where do the battle begin Built by the phantom hands chokin on the pride the hide to spin the sin. Runnin nowhere fast dash crash. Freedom aint a feelin its the ceilin the timber the nail the bleedin gash. The upper room on the line dialin blind while the human fails. Verse 2 Look at the serpents shape. Tryna plan a great escape tape the mouth goin south. Venom and the illusions spillin right outta the mouth. But the inner breath got the edge pledge slicin through the hide. Angels guardin the flank rank blazin on the side. Unseen forces in the trench stench tryna pull me down. But the True Heir wear the woven wreath underneath runnin through the town. Crimson on the pavement savin washin out the stain. Breakin every demonic chain pain dancin in the rain. Look into the fire liar steppin to the throne. Flesh gettin weak speak shatterin the stone. Leave my soul alone. Bridge Paranoia creepin. Shadows sweepin the dead end bend the corner demonic impulses walkin the beat feel the heat. Smudges on the glass from the dirty thought caught in the plot. The Watchers holdin breath while the wicked march past we bought the lie. Why The ancient pages tucked stuck outta luck in the pocket like a stolen locket. Faith slide through the crack pitch black cold shiverin back. Beggin for the slate to wipe the sniper dyin down Truth waitin patient while you spin spin spin around the town. The gavel comin down but the armor is heavy. Haunting Chorus Boxed in. Concrete skin where do the battle begin Built by the phantom hands chokin on the pride the hide to spin the sin. Runnin nowhere fast dash crash. Freedom aint a feelin its the ceilin the timber the nail the bleedin gash. The upper room on the line dialin blind while the human fails. Verse 3 Final lap trap snappin on the empty air. The hounds of hell lookin scared glared runnin up the stair. I was sleepin in the cavern tavern thinkin it was home. Roam through the catacomb dome shattered like a comb. Now the breath returnin fast blast kickin down the gate. No more time to wait fate wipin off the slate. See the timber standin bold cold burnin up the wood. Understood standin where the ancients always stood. Victory is in the grip rip tearin through the flesh. Castin out the darkness startin somethin fresh. Yeah we passin every test. We passin every test. Outro Quiet in the hall... but the whisper gettin loud. Concrete shakin earth quakin breakin up the demonic crowd. Ceilin split pit lit sky bleed grace hit the seed and the pavement. Wash out the spiritual enslavement. The enemy scatter shatter when the Maker enters
