Ironclad Reverberation

Boot to the floor,

no room to breathe Steel in the chest,

heat in the teeth

Concrete sweat on a cold back room

Red on the dial and the ceiling moves

Hands up high when the snare cuts through We came for the

weight and the shove of truth

I want it rough,

I want it loud Face to the stacks with the hungry crowd

No clean lines, no pretty frame Just iron breath and a burning

name Lock in, lean in,

hold that line Kick drum heart on a borrowed night Tighter,

tighter, ready to break One more bar and the whole floor

shakes

Drive it hard, drive

it down Rattle the bones of the underground Burn that air,

tear that night We don't stop when it bites back hard

Drive it hard,

drive it down Rattle the bones of the underground (hey) (ah)

(come on) Black dust stuck in the back of my throat

Still I grin when the low end chokes

Skin and smoke in a rusted light

Whole room turns when the kick hits right No way out and

I like that feel

Bent to the groove like a turning wheel

Every scar in the sound speaks plain Hit that wall then we

rise again

Hold

that breath

Feel

that strain When

it

drops

Say my

name

Drive it hard,

drive it down Rattle the bones of the underground Burn that air,

tear that night We don't stop when it bites back hard Drive

it hard, drive it down Rattle the bones of the underground Still

that weight in my blood,

in my blood Still that fire in my lungs,

in my lungs Underground till the dark is done