Lyric

Boots on the gravel

Black smoke in my lungs

I taste the metal

Of every word on your tongue

You drew the borders

Thought I’d kneel in the dust

But I’ve been quiet

Sharpening rust

Hear that tremor in the ground?

It’s not me, it’s you

Every shadow turning round

Like it knows the truth

All the ghosts you fed my doubts

Marching out in lines

I’ve been dying in the dark

Now I’m coming for what’s mine

I cast aside my fear

I draw the blade

Draw the line right here

First strike

First scream

Cut through your cheer

I’m done obeying

You hear that war cry tear the sky?

I’m not your victim

I decide

I cast aside my fear

I draw the blade

Watch your throne run dry

You built a chapel

Out of panic and pain

Lit every candle

With gasoline in the rain

You called it mercy

When you tightened the chain

But I’ve been counting

Every vein in the vein

See the shimmer at my side?

It’s my new belief

Every scar you left behind

Turns to polished steel

All the nights I bit my tongue

Stacking up like graves

Now I carve your holy name

Right out of my skin today

I cast aside my fear

I draw the blade

Draw the line right here

First strike

First scream

Cut through your cheer

I’m done obeying

You hear that war cry tear the sky?

I’m not your victim

I decide

I cast aside my fear

I draw the blade

Watch your throne run dry

You said kneel — I learned to stand

You took blood — I took command

You wrote rules — I lit the page

Now your kingdom shakes

At the edge of my rage

I cast aside my fear

I draw the blade

Draw the line right here

First strike

First scream

Cut through your cheer

I’m done obeying

You hear that war cry tear the sky?

I’m not your victim

I decide

I cast aside my fear

I draw the blade

Draw the night in two

I cast aside my fear

This first strike cuts me free of you