Break and Mend

We'll be right back. We'll be right back. No rules in this circle, just the will to survive. We scream till we're empty, then we come back alive. This is the pit where we break and we mend. Where the rage finds its voice and the weak find their strength. Shout it out loud till the walls start to shake. Mosh pit culture, we live for the take. Crash down, feel the ground give way. No escape, just a fire in our veins. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. This is ours, this is how we stay. We live for the take in the heart of the fray. Mosh pit culture never fades away. Shout it out loud till the walls start to shake. Crash down, feel the ground give way. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. Mosh pit culture never fades away. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. Mosh pit culture never fades away. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. We rise again from the ashes of the fray. Mosh pit culture never fades away.