Intro
Static on the wire
(Wire)
Foot down on the iron
(Iron)
Midnight ceremony
Watch it burn
Verse 1
Shattered glass carpet on the dead-end lane (lane)
Spit black venom through the monsoon rain (rain)
Five-gauge copper wired straight to the spine
Tear that clean coat, cross that line
I don't need a preacher, got a blown-out sub
Ripping through the gravel where the demons rub
Teeth full of grit, boots thick with the tar
Map carved deep in the hood of the car
Yellow sodium lamp buzzing hard in the skull (skull)
Never trade the spike for a life that is dull (dull)
Chrome grill dented like an iron mask jaw
Bite clean through what they call the law
Scrape the curb side till the sparks ignite
Turn cold iron to a blinding white
No soft velvet, no silk sheet bed
Crown made of wire on a shaved bone head (head)
Chorus
We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)
Scrape raw knuckles on the pavement, cleanse me (cleanse me)
Rip that order till the circuit blows out (out)
Spit that venom, let the speakers shout (shout)
We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)
No white collar gonna ever bend me (bend me)
Verse 2
Four-door box with the paint peeled raw (raw)
Worship every defect, worship every flaw (flaw)
Concrete altar in the warehouse gut
Oil on the floor from an open cut
You want porcelain, you want shine
I want rust dripping down my spine
Two-stroke motor spitting fumes like lead
Living off the static that the daytime dreads
Pavement priest in a torn windbreaker (breaker)
Never gave a coin to a single faker (faker)
Gouge that marker in the fresh-laid pitch
Flip that breaker in the master switch
Cables humming at a thousand volts
Rattling the chassis and the rusted bolts
Look at my shadow stretching thirty feet long
Chaos isn't broken, it's the only song (song)
Chorus
We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)
Scrape raw knuckles on the pavement, cleanse me (cleanse me)
Rip that order till the circuit blows out (out)
Spit that venom, let the speakers shout (shout)
We feed the engine in a ritual frenzy (frenzy)
No white collar gonna ever bend me (bend me)
Bridge
No clean hands in the circle tonight (tonight)
No sweet prayer gonna make this right (right)
Smell that friction, smell that heat
Pulse locked tight to the concrete beat
Tire smoke rises like a temple cloud
Nothing is sacred unless it's loud
Break that mirror, throw the glass in the dirt
Nothing can heal what refuses to hurt (hurt)
Outro
Ritual frenzy
(Frenzy)
Grind that iron
(Iron)
Till the sparks go black
(Black)
Never turning back
