Silica Grid (версия 2)

Verse 1

Sweat on the cable, steam on the vent

Every last drop of the evening spent

Sub-level concrete, thirty below

Only the kick drum telling me go

Heavy steel grid under rubber soles

Losing the edge where the shadow pulls

Pre-Chorus

Wire in the jaw, static in the skin

No way out, only further in

Wait for the glare, wait for the spark

Keep on moving inside the dark

Chorus

Silica grid, keep the cadence down

Move through the dark till the breakers sound

Silica grid, never drop the beat

Move till the halides flood the street

Verse 2

Zinc on the rail, dust in the teeth

Chamber is hollow, miles underneath

Pulse in the temple, four on the floor

No one is looking toward the door

Strobe like a knife blade slicing the haze

Body locked into a mechanical maze

Pre-Chorus

Wire in the jaw, static in the skin

No way out, only further in

Wait for the glare, wait for the spark

Keep on moving inside the dark

Chorus

Silica grid, keep the cadence down

Move through the dark till the breakers sound

Silica grid, never drop the beat

Move till the halides flood the street

Bridge

Mesh and floor

Iron kick

Clock run down

Friction thick

Hold the pace

Keep it tight

Move till the switch

Breaks into white

Chorus

Silica grid, keep the cadence down

Move through the dark till the breakers sound

Silica grid, never drop the beat

Move till the halides flood the street