Iron Crown Against the Tide (versie 2)

Verse

Wire mesh across my jawline hums where the collarbone should be

Salt crystallizes along the steel beam

Every breath is a little less human now

The current pulls at my open palm

I don't feel it anymore — I'm just this form

Concrete underfoot, the tide won't wait

Nothing left of me that's still awake

Copper taste on the tongue, the mind goes numb

One more heartbeat before the crown becomes us all

Pre-Chorus

The water rises slow against the wall

Every pulse is a surrender now — no name at all

We rise together when we fall

Chorus

Iron crown against the tide

Nothing left to hold, just the drive

Underneath the salt and steel

We become what we conceal

This is how we rise, this is how we survive

Iron crown against the tide

No shore left on which to stand — the current takes us all, we're one machine now, no name left, only the sound of rust beneath the waves — we move as metal, nothing more — nothing less — no floor below and no sky above but just this iron pull that holds us together till the end of time

Verse

Saltwater dripping down my spine like oil

The beam is sweating where I've been suspended for so long now

I don't remember my own face anymore

Just the hum beneath the ribs, nothing more

Bodies locked in rows along the pipe

Every pulse is counted, every breath a rope that pulls us under — no escape from this place and this sound — we're not climbing out — we're the current now — one long coil of wire that moves as metal moves — no beginning, no end, just the drive — the drive — the drive

Pre-Chorus

The water rises slow against the wall

Every pulse is a surrender now — no name at all

We rise together when we fall

Chorus

Iron crown against the tide

Nothing left to hold, just the drive

Underneath the salt and steel

We become what we conceal

This is how we rise, this is how we survive

Iron crown against the tide

No shore left on which to stand — the current takes us all, we're one machine now, no name left, only the sound of rust beneath the waves — we move as metal, nothing more — nothing less — no floor below and no sky above but just this iron pull that holds us together till the end of time

Bridge

No sun up here, just sodium glow

We don't remember how we came to be this close

The wire hums softer where the current's thinning out