

Execute, execute, execute The door blows,
the room goes white Clear room one,
boots like thunder Smoke and shadow eat the light Return fire from
the dark room The whole wall answers back Two go
down in the first hard breath And the stairwell cuts to black
{crystalline synth pads fading in,
slow filter sweep} {wide stereo motion building}
There’s one man at the top of the stairs One more by
the kitchen frame My men are split between the angles And every
second has a name So I cut hard through the kitchen Then
turn back toward the stairs Hold the line between my brothers And
whatever waited there I don’t hear fear in that moment I hear
orders, breath, and rounds I hear Fallujah in the concrete I hear
boots across the ground By the time theater closes Four more shadows
lose their aim And the silence after thunder Never sounds the same
{breathy female lead, airy high register} Dusk,
pull the light down
Let the colors hold their line
Stars forward on my shoulder And the fallen on my mind We
run towards danger When the whole street turns to dust
I am still here,
standing for them I am still here after dusk
{wide
reverb harmonies sharp, stereo adlibs clean}
{peak melodic synth line with driving low end} Getting back to the
FOB After doing some E4 shit Dust caked up on my armor
Laughing like we weren’t in it Hangar lights on body armor T-walls
holding back the night Bird line humming in the distance Red lens
cutting through the light We were staging by the gear racks Checking
straps and killing time Secret Squirrel meant classified Need-to-know and down the
line Maps were spread across a crate top Call signs swallowed by
the sound Down range,
you learn the difference Between standing tall and standing ground Somebody said,
“Why’s the sky blue?” Grinning through a mouth of dust “Because God
loves the infantry” And the joke belonged to us You slapped my
vest and said, “Got your six” Like a promise,
like a prayer Then the hangar doors came open And the desert
took the air {breathy precise delivery clean}
Dusk, pull the light down
Let the colors hold their line
Stars forward on my shoulder And the fallen on my mind
We run towards danger
When the whole street turns to dust
I am still here,
standing for them I am still here after dusk {stereo adlibs clean,
wide
reverb harmonies sharp}
Dusk, pull the light down
Let the room fall still and deep
I have stood for men in silence
I have kept what I must keep
Stars forward, never backward That is how we crossed the dust We
run towards danger We do what honor asks of us {intimate close
mic crisp} Dusk,
pull the light down Let the colors hold their line
Stars forward on my shoulder And the fallen on my mind
We run towards danger When the whole street turns to dust
I am still here,
standing for them I am still here after dusk
Dusk, pull the light down Let the night receive the cost
I will carry what I carried I will honor who we lost
If the dark comes close around me Let it find me standing
up
I am still here,
worn and breathing I am still here after dusk
{peak melodic synth line with driving low end}
Forward Operating Base The night is almost blue
I let the evening hold the line But it does not bury
you
I set your name down softly Like a flag that never folds Ooh
Stars forward after dusk
{fading crystalline layers, slow pan motion} {residual motion fading to silence} {residual
crystalline
fade} {wide motion dissolving}