Verse 1

Concrete walls and silicon veins

A quiet panic running through the chains

We built a god out of silver glass

And watched the future shatter in the past

They pull the strings in the pale blue light

Another shadow swallowed by the night

Pre-Chorus

And the walls are closing in

Let the static wash our sins

Can you hear the sirens cry?

Are we falling from the sky?

Chorus

We are falling through the sovereign noise!

We are screaming with a million voices!

Break the glass and cut the tether

We will never surrender to the weather!

Oh, let it burn!