[Intro]
Metal breath, static in my lungs,
City hum, a requiem unsung,
Glass and dust beneath my feet,
I find the rhythm in the heat.
[Verse 1 ]
Rust crawls slow across the frame,
Every scar repeats my name,
Name the glow of neon, cracked and wild,
The dirt becomes the golden child.
Steel and flesh, collide, combine,
Corrosion shapes the holy line.
[Verse 2]
Noise becomes the choir’s tone,
In the chaos, I’m alone,
Every break reveals the shine,
Every fault becomes divine.
[Chorus]
Rust and revel-ation—grit in my veins,
Beauty in the damage, peace in the stains,
Through the static, I begin to see,
The broken parts are building me.
Rust and revelation truth in the grime,
Every scar a mark in time.
[Verse 3]
Oil rain paints the concrete red,
Dreams are stitched with wire and lead,
Every bruise, a proof, a prayer,
I breathe the smoke, I find it fair.
The world decays, yet I remain,
The rust becomes my holy chain.
[Bridge]
Tear it down, let the circuits bleed,
Strip the shine, reveal the need,
In the dirt, the spirit grows,
In the grind, the power flows.
[Chorus]
Rust and revelation grit in my veins,
Beauty in the damage, peace in the stains,
Through the static, I begin to see,
The broken parts are building me.
Rust and revelation truth in the grime,
Every wound a shape divine.
[Outro]
Metal breath, static in my chest,
Every flaw becomes the crest,
From rust to rhythm, endlessly,
The dirt’s what keeps the soul of me.
Dirt’s what keeps the soul of me.
[Intro]
Metal breath, static in my lungs,
City hum, a requiem unsung,
Glass and dust beneath my feet,
I find the rhythm in the heat.
[Verse 1 ]
Rust crawls slow across the frame,
Every scar repeats my name,
Name the glow of neon, cracked and wild,
The dirt becomes the golden child.
Steel and flesh, collide, combine,
Corrosion shapes the holy line.
[Verse 2]
Noise becomes the choir’s tone,
In the chaos, I’m alone,
Every break reveals the shine,
Every fault becomes divine.
[Chorus]
Rust and revel-ation—grit in my veins,
Beauty in the damage, peace in the stains,
Through the static, I begin to see,
The broken parts are building me.
Rust and revelation truth in the grime,
Every scar a mark in time.
[Verse 3]
Oil rain paints the concrete red,
Dreams are stitched with wire and lead,
Every bruise, a proof, a prayer,
I breathe the smoke, I find it fair.
The world decays, yet I remain,
The rust becomes my holy chain.
[Bridge]
Tear it down, let the circuits bleed,
Strip the shine, reveal the need,
In the dirt, the spirit grows,
In the grind, the power flows.
[Chorus]
Rust and revelation grit in my veins,
Beauty in the damage, peace in the stains,
Through the static, I begin to see,
The broken parts are building me.
Rust and revelation truth in the grime,
Every wound a shape divine.
[Outro]
Metal breath, static in my chest,
Every flaw becomes the crest,
From rust to rhythm, endlessly,
The dirt’s what keeps the soul of me.
Dirt’s what keeps the soul of me.