{Chorus} x2 In the darkness Flares are burning Like beacons shining On and on and on {Verse 1 – Ski Mask G} Moscow Death Brigade was a product of a dark time Of clenched fists and wills of cast iron Looking down the barrel of tomorrow it was harrowing But persevering over and over was more addictive than heroin A decade later still carrying on Another year to overcome, pop the flare Will the good times ever roll? Pulling all stops If you fall back down, let this be a pick-me-up song It was a sound to overcome challenges to To channel thе vibes over rhymes that ring truе Making beats and writing riffs - it was a daily routine Like I was in the basement cooking up the medicine Frightening reality, your fear of it The minute you let it get in, too late to get rid of it, gritting my teeth But looking forward to tomorrow really, if you are sharing the feeling Throw your hands in the air to the ceiling {Chorus} x2 In the darkness Flares are burning Like beacons shining On and on and on {Verse 2 – Boltcutter Vlad} Hard times are coming your way, survival of the streets of mental ghetto Victim in pain, feels like a ball and chain Dirty Rotten Enemy within, acid rain We know they can’t break you, your striving is not in vain
Each and every day you give ‘em more and you get less Lost a piece of mind, can I play with madness The evil that men do lives on and on, hate phenomenon Rat prasing culture, I see vultures feast on carrion Stop us? Don’t bother! Remember you got a brother And sisterhood. We are the army like no other We are that mad sect, David versus Goliath effect We’ll become the straw that breaks in half the Behemoth’s back So much is done by those before me, I can’t retreat The legacy ain’t gone, the fire to feed, I won’t admit defeat The harder they come, the harder they fall, If you know the feeling Throw your hands in the air to the ceiling {Chorus}x2 In the darkness Flares are burning Like beacons shining On and on and on {Verse 3 - Ski Mask G} x2 Flares are burning alright The fires on the frontlines Lighting up the morning Let the new day rise {Verse 3 - Boltcutter Vlad} We’ve been here for years, don’t call it a comeback Repel any attack, if you got my back Crocodile rhymes are timeless - that’s a fact In it to win it, my bolt cutter goes click-clack {Chorus}x2 In the darkness Flares are burning Like beacons shining On and on and on