Caliche Rift (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Lime on the wall, cold in the chest

Sub rattling iron, pounding the rest

Spill on the concrete, white in the beam

Floor breaks apart, tearing the seam

Pre-Chorus

Dust on the tongue

Static on skin

Losing the edge

Pulling me in

Chorus

Down in the rift

Under the stone

Kick drum is deep

Stripping the bone

Down in the rift

Letting it break

Nothing is mine

Nothing to take

Verse 2

Chalk on the palms, bass in the teeth

Darkness is turning open beneath

Tide of the bodies, moving as one

Lost to the clock, lost to the sun

Pre-Chorus

Dust on the tongue

Static on skin

Losing the edge

Pulling me in

Chorus

Down in the rift

Under the stone

Kick drum is deep

Stripping the bone

Down in the rift

Letting it break

Nothing is mine

Nothing to take

Bridge

Crack in the rock

Drop in the chest

No name to keep

No need to rest

Gone in the sub

Gone in the sound

One with the dark

Under the ground

Chorus

Down in the rift

Under the stone

Kick drum is deep

Stripping the bone

Down in the rift

Letting it break

Nothing is mine

Nothing to take