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System breached.
Cold
air in the control room Red numbers bloom across the wall
I hear the metal start to groan Every circuit wants a fall
Hold the line, hold the line But the ground gives way below
Static in my blood tonight Nowhere left for me to go
Count
it up
Count it up
Teeth on steel and sparks that climb
Faster now, the frame won't hold Faster now,
we lose control
Tear it
down!
Break the gate and shake the ground Tear it down!
No saints left in this machine
Tear
it down!
Burn the map and crush the crown