Brace For Impact
๐ต 1562 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
๐ ID: 4971044
๐ Lyrics
One day, my son, nothing shall be yours
Scatter, run like ants, meaningless and beyond measure
Fill our nests with gas
Match in hand, we'll take our pleasure
Whether fires are lit today, weather brings a rain of sorrow
Hand on burning heart we say, pray we don't come back tomorrow
Debts that live cannot be paid
One day late, a dollar short, ashes of the wars we fought
Fly our banner one last time
Grit our teeth, we all die now and that's a fact
Brace for impact
Who below call forth the son?
This is renewed, except the grave
One thousand tons of hate punching forward iron fist
Cells that barely stand the air burst into a mist
Carriages and cars, crushing impact barely fair
Passengers passing through drifting red-celled thoughts
Brake before momentum
Weather brings a rain of sorrow
Heart in mouth as repercussions strike
Pray we don't come back tomorrow
Wheels reducing all to scrap, now slip away to death
Mind the gap
People are not made for crisis
Ankle-deep in slaughter
They would queue for the nail gun
Do not show them quarter
Give me satisfaction
Crops of burning houses
Poisoning the air
Plowing salt in the ground
Lycanthropic zero dawn
No hope, no legends, and no heroes
Become adrift
Reduce it all to zeroes
If a universe falls, no-one shall hear it
Signal fade to noise
Absolute nothing
Brace for impact
Faster, faster, chant devotion
Pilgrimage
Return to ocean
Sparks all fires, split all atoms, split all heads
Mind the gap
Someone will pick up some random silicon in ten thousand years
And they will say, "What the fuck was that?"
Scatter, run like ants, meaningless and beyond measure
Fill our nests with gas
Match in hand, we'll take our pleasure
Whether fires are lit today, weather brings a rain of sorrow
Hand on burning heart we say, pray we don't come back tomorrow
Debts that live cannot be paid
One day late, a dollar short, ashes of the wars we fought
Fly our banner one last time
Grit our teeth, we all die now and that's a fact
Brace for impact
Who below call forth the son?
This is renewed, except the grave
One thousand tons of hate punching forward iron fist
Cells that barely stand the air burst into a mist
Carriages and cars, crushing impact barely fair
Passengers passing through drifting red-celled thoughts
Brake before momentum
Weather brings a rain of sorrow
Heart in mouth as repercussions strike
Pray we don't come back tomorrow
Wheels reducing all to scrap, now slip away to death
Mind the gap
People are not made for crisis
Ankle-deep in slaughter
They would queue for the nail gun
Do not show them quarter
Give me satisfaction
Crops of burning houses
Poisoning the air
Plowing salt in the ground
Lycanthropic zero dawn
No hope, no legends, and no heroes
Become adrift
Reduce it all to zeroes
If a universe falls, no-one shall hear it
Signal fade to noise
Absolute nothing
Brace for impact
Faster, faster, chant devotion
Pilgrimage
Return to ocean
Sparks all fires, split all atoms, split all heads
Mind the gap
Someone will pick up some random silicon in ten thousand years
And they will say, "What the fuck was that?"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.89] One day, my son, nothing shall be yours
[00:11.93]
[00:15.63] Scatter, run like ants, meaningless and beyond measure
[00:19.69] Fill our nests with gas
[00:21.51] Match in hand, we'll take our pleasure
[00:23.76] Whether fires are lit today, weather brings a rain of sorrow
[00:27.35] Hand on burning heart we say, pray we don't come back tomorrow
[00:31.76] Debts that live cannot be paid
[00:37.13] One day late, a dollar short, ashes of the wars we fought
[00:44.75] Fly our banner one last time
[00:46.43] Grit our teeth, we all die now and that's a fact
[00:51.52] Brace for impact
[00:56.19]
[01:02.74] Who below call forth the son?
[01:04.01] This is renewed, except the grave
[01:07.70] One thousand tons of hate punching forward iron fist
[01:11.82] Cells that barely stand the air burst into a mist
[01:15.72] Carriages and cars, crushing impact barely fair
[01:19.73] Passengers passing through drifting red-celled thoughts
[01:25.49] Brake before momentum
[01:27.18] Weather brings a rain of sorrow
[01:33.17] Heart in mouth as repercussions strike
[01:37.05] Pray we don't come back tomorrow
[01:39.50] Wheels reducing all to scrap, now slip away to death
[01:44.43] Mind the gap
[01:48.91]
[01:58.24] People are not made for crisis
[02:00.36] Ankle-deep in slaughter
[02:02.09] They would queue for the nail gun
[02:03.68] Do not show them quarter
[02:05.30] Give me satisfaction
[02:06.99] Crops of burning houses
[02:08.67] Poisoning the air
[02:10.34] Plowing salt in the ground
[02:15.56]
[02:25.79] Lycanthropic zero dawn
[02:26.59] No hope, no legends, and no heroes
[02:28.63] Become adrift
[02:30.30] Reduce it all to zeroes
[02:32.26] If a universe falls, no-one shall hear it
[02:35.59] Signal fade to noise
[02:37.37] Absolute nothing
[02:42.35]
[02:44.49] Brace for impact
[02:49.06]
[02:51.94] Faster, faster, chant devotion
[02:53.60] Pilgrimage
[02:54.31] Return to ocean
[02:55.29] Sparks all fires, split all atoms, split all heads
[02:57.71] Mind the gap
[03:02.09]
[03:05.32] Someone will pick up some random silicon in ten thousand years
[03:08.90] And they will say, "What the fuck was that?"
[03:11.47]
[00:11.93]
[00:15.63] Scatter, run like ants, meaningless and beyond measure
[00:19.69] Fill our nests with gas
[00:21.51] Match in hand, we'll take our pleasure
[00:23.76] Whether fires are lit today, weather brings a rain of sorrow
[00:27.35] Hand on burning heart we say, pray we don't come back tomorrow
[00:31.76] Debts that live cannot be paid
[00:37.13] One day late, a dollar short, ashes of the wars we fought
[00:44.75] Fly our banner one last time
[00:46.43] Grit our teeth, we all die now and that's a fact
[00:51.52] Brace for impact
[00:56.19]
[01:02.74] Who below call forth the son?
[01:04.01] This is renewed, except the grave
[01:07.70] One thousand tons of hate punching forward iron fist
[01:11.82] Cells that barely stand the air burst into a mist
[01:15.72] Carriages and cars, crushing impact barely fair
[01:19.73] Passengers passing through drifting red-celled thoughts
[01:25.49] Brake before momentum
[01:27.18] Weather brings a rain of sorrow
[01:33.17] Heart in mouth as repercussions strike
[01:37.05] Pray we don't come back tomorrow
[01:39.50] Wheels reducing all to scrap, now slip away to death
[01:44.43] Mind the gap
[01:48.91]
[01:58.24] People are not made for crisis
[02:00.36] Ankle-deep in slaughter
[02:02.09] They would queue for the nail gun
[02:03.68] Do not show them quarter
[02:05.30] Give me satisfaction
[02:06.99] Crops of burning houses
[02:08.67] Poisoning the air
[02:10.34] Plowing salt in the ground
[02:15.56]
[02:25.79] Lycanthropic zero dawn
[02:26.59] No hope, no legends, and no heroes
[02:28.63] Become adrift
[02:30.30] Reduce it all to zeroes
[02:32.26] If a universe falls, no-one shall hear it
[02:35.59] Signal fade to noise
[02:37.37] Absolute nothing
[02:42.35]
[02:44.49] Brace for impact
[02:49.06]
[02:51.94] Faster, faster, chant devotion
[02:53.60] Pilgrimage
[02:54.31] Return to ocean
[02:55.29] Sparks all fires, split all atoms, split all heads
[02:57.71] Mind the gap
[03:02.09]
[03:05.32] Someone will pick up some random silicon in ten thousand years
[03:08.90] And they will say, "What the fuck was that?"
[03:11.47]