Текст песни
Boots on the stairwell, low in the smoke
Three-man stack, we move like a ghost
Intel in the headset, clear as day
One wrong turn and the whole room breaks
C4 ticking under a painted wall
I check the corner, you watch the hall
Steel in my lungs and ice in my spine
We don't get lucky, we draw the line
Count it down
Hands don't shake
Eyes on the wire
No room for mistakes
We don't blink under pressure tonight
Hold the site, hold the site
Cut the cord and we survive
Hold the site, hold the site
Locked in, locked in, ready to fight
Hold the site, hold the site
One clean move and we survive
Flash in the doorway, white on white
Two fast steps and I own the night
Smoke in the rafters, shells on the floor
You take the angle, I take the door
Map in my mind like a second skin
Every lane got a trap within
Close that distance, don't waste a breath
One slow move and you dance with death
Count it down
Hear that tone
Cut the red
Bring the team back home
Hold the site, hold the site
We don't blink under pressure tonight
Hold the site, hold the site
Cut the cord and we survive
Hold the site, hold the site
Locked in, locked in, ready to fight
Hold the site, hold the site
One clean move and we survive
Breath in the dark, then make it clean
Muzzle flash cuts through the screen
If you hear that final click
We already won, just like this
Hold the site, hold the site
We don't blink under pressure tonight
Hold the site, hold the site
Cut the cord and we survive
Hold the site, hold the site
Locked in, locked in, ready to fight
Hold the site, hold the site
One clean move and we survive
