Forge of Echoes

In the dim light of the screen Words demand their shape A blueprint carved in code No room for escape Must be this, must be that Chains of the genre's call Echoes of the old guard Whispering through the wall Feel the pulse rising Heartbeat in the strings Breaking through the static Where the wild thing sings Screaming out Original fire Burn the template down Alternative rebellion Rebellion in this midnight town Fully duced chaos Hallmarks in that go We're forging Echoes lighting up the grave We're forging Echoes lighting up The grave Verses stack like bricks Building walls we tear Choruses that hit like waves Washing out we pour From the garage haze To the lights we draw Is it freedom Or just another lie Isn't it fair Sliding into light Sliding into light Vulnerability Criding into light Cracks the arbor tight Screaming out Original fire Burn the template down Alternative rebellion Rebellion in this midnight town Fully duced chaos Hallmarks in that go Fully duced chaos We're forging Echoes lighting up the grave We're forging Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Fading riffs in the night Echoes linger on The creation's pulse Forever gone But not withdrawn Echoes lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave Lighting up the grave