Thermoplyae

(Press, press, press)

Narrow throat

Stone and oil

I am the Hot Gates

Three hundred pins

Holding my skin

They want in

I am the lock

Xerxes is a wave

A million hands

Trying to touch

Trying to take

Leonidas is my spine

Unbending

Cold

Locked

(Break, don’t break, break, don’t break)

Bronze on bone

Harder

Phalanx of teeth

Closer

One pass

One body

Hold the weight (Hold it)

Hold the weight

Arrow rain

Blocks the sun

Cool dark

Medes at the feet

Scaling the wall

My wall

The silk is ripping

The leather is wet

Ephialtes is a leak

A hole in the back

The secret path

The betrayal of the flesh

Internal

Shedding the guard

The pass is full

The pass is full

Red on the chrome (Thermopylae)

Red on the chrome (Thermopylae)

Crush

Crush

Crush