Shadow Serpent Rift

Cold air on the back of my neck

Eyes wide, I measure the steps

Ahhhh, hold the line Ssssss,

under the skin I move where the map runs thin Read every

break in the brick and steel No wasted breath,

no careless hand I wait till the room gives up its tell

Crow calls cut through the black Every small sign turns into a

key I keep my nerve inside my chest And let the pressure

answer me Lean in,

the floor starts to shake One more breath,

one more turn of the blade Closer now,

feel that heat in the wire I can taste the climb Lock

in, I came for the crown Head down,

bring the whole weight down No fear,

let the bass speak plain I strike,

then I own this ground Run it hard,

run it hard Power in the cut,

power in the

strain Stillness with a blade in it

Smoke in the lungs of the night I hear the plan before

it moves I keep the center tight Lock in,

I came for the crown Head down,

bring the whole weight down Clear sight through the pressure wave I

strike,

then I own this ground Run it hard,

run it hard Nothing here can turn me now Cold air,

slow breath The dark folds back around me