[Verse 1] Steel door slam My name on their breath Chain on my wrist Like a handshake with death Clock on the wall Won’t stop, just grins Priest in the hall Counting my sins Cold floor, bare feet Walking that line Every echo I meet Sounds like “you’re out of time” Warden reading Paper shaking slow I sign that line With the last of my hope [Chorus] If this is my last walk, watch me go Head high to the gallows, let ‘em know You can take my pulse, but not my soul I already let it go, let it go If this is my last night in these clothes I’ll burn my fear in a breath of smoke You can close my eyes when the sky turns gold But you’ll never touch the part I hold [Verse 2] Click-clack Boots on stone Every step loud like a ringin’ phone Voices in the crowd, blood in the tone (I ain’t goin’ out alone) Heart like a war drum, face like stone Bite on the rage that I carved in bone Guards on the side try to guide my soul I don’t need light, I can find that road Quick breath Tight rope Neck kiss linen, black-hood hope Flash all the sins I wrote in smoke Tattooed arms and a burnt-out oath Mama in the front row, eyes like glass Judge in the back tryna hide his past If this is the script, I’ll rewrite the cast Turn one last second to a lifetime blast [Chorus] If this is my last walk, watch me go Head high to the gallows, let ‘em know You can take my pulse, but not my soul I already let it go, let it go If this is my last night in these clothes I’ll burn my fear in a breath of smoke You can close my eyes when the sky turns gold But you’ll never touch the part I hold [Bridge] [Dubstep-style breakdown with chopped vocal glitches on “last walk,” “let it go,” and “my soul”] (last walk) (l-l-last walk) (my soul, my, my soul) Throat to the sky Cord on my skin Gravity waits Like a long-lost friend Silence hits harder Than any blow I mouthing the words “I’m already home” [Chorus] If this is my last walk, watch me go Head high to the gallows, let ‘em know You can take my pulse, but not my soul I already let it go, let it go If this is my last night in these clothes I’ll burn my fear in a breath of smoke You can close my eyes when the sky turns cold But you’ll never touch the part I hold

rap, Metal-trap hybrid with male vocals; verse rides over crushing 808-style low end and razor-edged guitars, half-time stomp with syncopated hi-hats, verse 2 switches to double-time flow and glitchy percussive chops; chorus soars melodic with wide synth leads and stacked harmonies, kick and bass slamming; bridge detonates into a dubstep-style breakdown with growling subs, chopped vocals, and aggressive filter sweeps before a final, clipped hook reprise., dubstep, metal

Last Walk To The Rope