Bonefire Rift

Static on the wire,

tension in the room

Waiting for the match to spark the boom

Locked inside the circle,

holding back the weight

We don't need a crowd to set the slate

Break the wall,

let it tear! (let it tear) Fists up high in the open

air! (yeah!)

Fingers on the ledger,

cold against the brass

Counting down the minutes that will pass

Never need a backup,

never need a guide

Got the primal iron

on our side

Break the wall,

let it tear! (let it tear) Fists up high in the open

air! (yeah!)

Break the wall,

let it tear!

(let it tear) Fists up high in the open air! (yeah!)