Ritual Under the Floor (wersja 2)

Verse

Concrete ceiling, black and cold

Steel bars humming in my skin

Every step a signal given

Something ancient locked inside

Copper wires on the wall

Static running through the floor

I feel it climbing up through me

Something older than the roar

Pre-Chorus

Beneath the concrete, beneath the bone

A fire burning I've never known

Hands reach down to touch the core

This is something we were made for

Chorus

Ritual under the floor

Pulse of power in every step

Feel it rising through my chest

Waking up what's been asleep

Verse 2

Tunnel vision, iron gray

Every heartbeat is a key

Grid lines glow behind my eyes

A thousand doors start to break

The walls are sweating oil and smoke

Cables hum where the shadows roam

Something old awakens slow

Deep in me it finds its home

Pre-Chorus

Beneath the concrete, beneath the bone

A fire burning I've never known

Hands reach down to touch the core

This is something we were made for

Chorus

Ritual under the floor

Pulse of power in every step

Feel it rising through my chest

Waking up what's been asleep

Bridge

No roof left, no walls to hold

Just the pulse and nothing cold

Hands go down where they can't reach

Pulling light from out beneath

Chorus

Ritual under the floor

Pulse of power in every step

Feel it rising through my chest

Waking up what's been asleep