Letras
Underground...
No signal...
No escape...
Steel walls breathing
Lights cut thin
Every step closer
Pulls you in
Shut it down...
Lock it in...
Now...
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
Body in the machine.
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
Feel what we mean.
Move.
Don't think.
Breathe.
Submit.
Cold sweat on concrete skin
Bassline drills under the ribs
No face, no name, no past
Only this moment, last
Deeper...
Darker...
Tighter...
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
Inside your head.
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
Until you're dead.
No light...
No sound...
Only pulse...
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
Warehouse breathing fire.
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
Pressure climbing higher.
Pulse...
Pulse...
Pulse...