[Intro — shouted over feedback]
Wake up.
Bleed out.
Burn the whole night down.
[Verse 1]
Streetlights twitch like dying flies,
Black boots crack the pavement wide.
Got a bad taste, got a cheap grin,
Got a little bit of hell under my skin.
Bassline hits like a body bag,
Heart kicks hard like a rusted drag.
You want peace? You came too late.
We’re baptized in noise at the city gates.
[Pre-Chorus]
No saints.
No crowns.
No gods looking down.
Just teeth.
Just sound.
Just us in the underground.
[Chorus]
Bite the curb, spit blood, get loud!
Ashrot’s rising from the crowd!
Break your halo, crack your spine,
We don’t sleep and we don’t die!
Kick the door, kill the lights,
Turn this dump into a riot tonight!
Bite the curb, spit blood, get loud!
Ashrot’s rising from the crowd!
[Verse 2]
Vex got a voice like a gasoline match,
One spark and the whole damn place goes black.
Drums hit mean like a fistfight hymn,
Guitars start screaming and the walls cave in.
We were born where the gutters sing,
Crowned in smoke with a broken ring.
No clean hands, no soft escape,
Just a war drum pulse and a jaw unchained.
[Pre-Chorus]
No shame.
No doubt.
No way we’re backing out.
Just rage.
Just sound.
Just wolves in the underground.
[Chorus]
Bite the curb, spit blood, get loud!
Ashrot’s rising from the crowd!
Break your halo, crack your spine,
We don’t sleep and we don’t die!
Kick the door, kill the lights,
Turn this dump into a riot tonight!
Bite the curb, spit blood, get loud!
Ashrot’s rising from the crowd!
[Bridge — half-time, crowd chant]
Say it with your chest now—
We are the rot!
We are the rust!
We are the sound when the heavens bust!
We are the bruise!
We are the scar!
We are the reason you remember this bar!
[Breakdown]
Hands up.
Heads down.
Make the earth shake underground.
Teeth out.
Blood rush.
Everybody move when the riff drops—
[Drop / Breakdown Callout]
MOVE!
[Final Chorus — faster, shouted gang vocals]
Bite the curb, spit blood, get loud!
Ashrot’s rising from the crowd!
Break your halo, crack your spine,
We don’t sleep and we don’t die!
Kick the door, kill the lights,
Turn this dump into a riot tonight!
Bite the curb, spit blood, get loud!
Ashrot’s rising from the crowd!
[Outro]
No saints!
No crowns!
No gods looking down!
No fear!
No way!
Ashrot lives in the noise we make!
