Rituals at the Threshold (wersja 2)

Verse

Smoke curls thick beneath the beam

Bassline pulling through my teeth

Cold steel floor beneath bare skin

Old blood rising up in me

Sweat like rain on a carved stone wall

Ribs rattle where the kick drum hits

Horns outside through an open window

Warriors stirring as the morning quits

Pre-Chorus

Something ancient starts to climb

Through my collarbone, up spine

Chorus

I feel it rise before I speak

Cold light breaking at my feet

Every muscle locked in check

This is where the ritual meets

Verse 2

Iron chain against a wooden beam

Kick drum splitting every seam

Sweat runs down as the lights go dark

Something waking in the bark

Frozen breath like smoke across the glass

Ribs contract, chest pulled back fast

Horns behind me rising through the wall

Legs gone heavy, I lose the fall

Pre-Chorus

Something ancient starts to climb

Through my collarbone, up spine

Chorus

I feel it rise before I speak

Cold light breaking at my feet

Every muscle locked in check

This is where the ritual meets

Bridge

No name for this, no words, no law

Just iron floor and rising jaw

Let it climb through the back of my teeth

This is how a warrior breeds

Chorus

I feel it rise before I speak

Cold light breaking at my feet

Every muscle locked in check

This is where the ritual meets