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Steel in the air,
engines awake
Red lines crawl across the gate
Hold your breath, the signal breaks
Boots on ash, map burned white
No one speaks on the carrier line
Every mark means another fight
Every door has a locked design
We move as one through the siren haze
Counting steps in a narrowing maze Raise the charge,
lock the frame
We do not bend,
we do not name
Pressure climbs through iron rain (ahhhh)
Hold the line, hold the ground
No retreat when the walls come down
Cold command, iron crown
We rise until the last alarm sounds
Hold the line, hold the ground (yeah)
Systems cut, the hull still shakes
One small spark in the blackened plates
Breathe once more, then breach the gate (hummmm)
Signal returns, all markers align
Engines bite through the warning sign Steel rain falls
in perfect time No prayer left,
only design
We take the breach,
we take the flame Nothing clean will leave this place
Hold the line, hold the ground
No retreat when the walls come down
Cold command,
iron crown
We rise until the last alarm sounds
Hold the line,
hold the ground
Break the lock, take the ground (yeah) Hold the ground
Hold the ground
The signal fades, the armor stays