Bleeding Shadows

Concrete veins pulse with the weight of the night Sirens wail like ghosts in the plume of light Grew up where the dreams drown in gutter rain Parking city but the pain's a heavy chain I've circled like vultures eyes coated steel One wrong step and the barrel's what you feel I grip the heat heart rate racing through the fog Memories of moms crying, dodging the dog Streets with the secrets of the fallen kings Brothers sing lullabies till the angel wanes From the corner store to the trap house glow Low it sees the blade cuts deeper than you know But it chokes the soul Every scar's a story that the reaper told Drill deep through the base Fly like guts, rattle chains No time for regret Streetlight violent We'll be built from the blood on the pavement But we never quit Op'n came to us plottin' Pull of the trigger turn stay in the fight We ride we die in this concrete cage Echoes of the lost feel the endless rage Guard breaks bloody Another name etched in stone Rivals left from afar But they call us alone I navigate the maze of broken glass dreams Whispers of betrayal tear at the seams Flashback to the plot where the young ones learn Fire in the eyes but the is firm Packs move silent Shadows in the mist One false move and you're added to the list Emotions buried under layers of ice But the fire inside screams for a price We feast on the fear but it hollows the chest Ghosts of the past pull us deeper to the west No heroes here, just survivors in the storm Wounds that never heal Keepin' the heart warm Drill deep through the base Fly like guts, rattle chains No time for regret Streetlight violent We'll be built from the blood on the pavement But we never quit Our beginners plot Then pull of the trigger Turn stay in the fight Please fly or we die in this concrete cage Echoes of the lost feel the endless rage What if the smoke clears Behind closed doors Relentless and raw Relentless and raw From the griddle to the grave We answer the call Final hour ticks On the flickering streetlight Eyelids turn snakes when the pressure ignites I pen these bars from the edge of the brink Where hope's just a flicker and trust is extinct Balance our rhythm, we dance to the Friends turn to foes, no room to pretend The thumps like a heartbeat afraid Rapping fire thoughts in the choices we made Poetic justice in the reaper's cold grin Streetlights are canvassed pictical sin We rise from the ashes But in this drill symphony only the strong survive This be the title