Track 03 of 15
Industrial, Gritty, Survivalist. A dark anthem for those who have been broken and rebuilt themselves into 'monsters' to survive.
A declaration of war. We flipped the biblical promise into a dark, industrial anthem. Pain is just data. This isn't just about surviving the crash; it's about walking away from the wreckage.
They think I'm trapped in here with them. They don't realize... I'm the one who built the cage.
30,000 feet, the airframe starts to scream
The engine's coughing fire, waking cowards from their dream
Oxygen masks dropping like a plastic forest rain
I'm just checking on my watch, I don't calculate the pain.
See, panic is a luxury that I can't afford to buy
If the wings decide to fail, I'll just find another way to fly.
If we hit the water, then I'm swimming to the shore
If we hit the dirt, I'm getting up and looking for some more.
I don't bargain with the reaper, I don't ask him for a seat
I just stare into the hollows 'til the bastard feels the heat.
No weapon formed against me is gonna prosper
You tried to raise a monster, now you're looking at a god-star
I don't fight the shadow, I just make the shadow grow
Moving through the wreckage with a heavy, steady flow.
(Immovable.) (Relentless.)
You talk about "the stress," I don't recognize the sound
I'm a different breed of animal when I'm coming for the crown.
I don't care about a "vibe," I don't care about a "text"
If the bone is sticking out, I'm just thinking 'bout what's next.
If I'm bleeding, then I've got enough to finish out the task
Don't you dare reach for a bandage, don't you dare think to ask.
If you take a leg, I'm hopping; if you take the other, I'll crawl
I'll use my teeth to drag my spirit 'til I've conquered every wall.
You see a tragedy? I see a Sunday in the park
The beast doesn't need a candle when he's mastered in the dark.
They're hunting for a man, but the man became the ghost
You're celebrating early while I'm burning down the host.
I don't avoid the obstacle, I wear it like a skin
The more you try to break me, the more the monster wins.
No weapon formed against me is gonna prosper
You tried to raise a monster, now you're looking at a god-star
I don't fight the shadow, I just make the shadow grow
Moving through the wreckage with a heavy, steady flow.
Pain is just data.
If I lose a liter of blood, I have four liters of intent left.
You thought you could contain the beast by feeding it.
But all you did... was make the monster bigger.
Now there is no cage.
I embrace the turbulence, I'm leaning in the tilt
I'm sitting in the ruins of the empire that you built.
Standing ten feet tall while you're shaking in your boots
I'm the rot inside the branches, I'm the poison in the roots.
I don't need a doctor, I don't need a moment's rest
I've got the spirit of a demon beating holes inside my chest.
No time to mend the wound, I just cauterize the hole
You can have the body—I'm the one who kept the soul.
No weapon formed...
You raised a monster.
Now deal with it.