[Verse 1]
Board made of skulls / Wave made of screams
Paddle through viscera / Wake from the dream
No water for miles / Just a red horizon line
But I hear it coming / And I know it's mine
[Chorus]
WIPEOUT! (with an axe)
WIPEOUT! (crack the skull back)
WIPEOUT! (the red tide's coming)
WIPEOUT! (and I hear it humming)
[Verse 2]
Sand in my teeth / Dust in my lungs
The ocean died screaming / So I stole its tongue
Now I ride the blood waves / Carve my name in bone
You can keep your water / I'll take the throne
[Chorus]
WIPEOUT! (with an axe)
WIPEOUT! (no coming back)
WIPEOUT! (the beach is burning)
WIPEOUT! (and the tide keeps turning)
[Breakdown - spoken, echoed]
No lifeguard. No horizon. No shore to drag my body to. Just the drop. Just the curl. Just the axe coming down.
[Guitar solo] – [8 bars of screaming feedback shaped into melody]
[Outro - screamed]
WIPEOUT! WIPEOUT! WIPEOUT!
[echo fades: wipeout... wipeout... axe...]