Telemetry Collapse (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Sub hums against the bone

Floor made of poured stone

White strobe across the steel

Nothing out here is real

Fingers grip on the rail

Skin turns to copper pale

Pre-Chorus

Zero on the gauge

Step inside the cage

Pitching down low

Nowhere else to go

Chorus

Telemetry collapse

Lose the wire, lose the map

No signal in the chest

Let the iron take the rest

Telemetry collapse

Telemetry collapse

Verse 2

Heavy kick through the soles

Black room of open holes

Sweat dripping off the beam

Drowning out every dream

Hundred bodies in time

Erasing every line

Pre-Chorus

Zero on the gauge

Step inside the cage

Pitching down low

Nowhere else to go

Chorus

Telemetry collapse

Lose the wire, lose the map

No signal in the chest

Let the iron take the rest

Telemetry collapse

Telemetry collapse

Bridge

No coordinates left

No pulse in the chest

Cut the circuit right through

Nothing holding to you

Flatline in the bass

Gone inside this place

Chorus

Telemetry collapse

Lose the wire, lose the map

No signal in the chest

Let the iron take the rest

Telemetry collapse

Telemetry collapse