Electric Chains of the South

Wires hum streets buzz broken nights pound hard

Boots on pavement sweat slick scars are carved

Neon eyes watching shattered glass lit flame

Church bells screaming no one left to blame

Electric chains pulling tighter every day

No escape no light just the grind we obey

Voices echo static crackles in the air

Dirty minds rise up if you dare

Motor oil rivers snakes down dirt crust hands

Tattooed tales whisper broken wide empty lands

Venom in the laughter shadows twist the view

Tangled in the circuitry what’s left of you

Electric chains pulling tighter every day

No escape no light just the grind we obey

Voices echo static crackles in the air

Dirty minds rise up if you dare

Faith is a lie sold cheap in smoke stains

Every street corner preaches electric chains

Men and women crumbling their dreams on repeat

Southern skies coughing fire from End Time’s heat

Electric chains pulling tighter every day

No escape no light just the grind we obey

Voices echo static crackles in the air

Dirty minds rise up if you dare