Torn Mesh

[Кіріспе] [Single high harmonic; muted chug cuts on beat four] [Two clipped palm-muted triplets; bass locks] [Double-kick enters; riff cycles] [Куплет 1] Night shift, north hall, the red screen split A thread gave way where the basket bit Hot syrup sheeted the grated floor I killed the feed and i barred the door [Қайырма] Shut it down—let the hot gears cease Hands on the rim, make the torn mesh meet You want that batch; i want us whole Reseat the basket. regain control [Куплет 2] The shift lead came with a clipboard raised “Save what we can; don’t waste the glaze” I pulled the basket, black with stain Set each tooth back, checked every chain [Қайырма] Shut it down—let the hot gears cease Hands on the rim, make the torn mesh meet You want that batch; i want us whole Reseat the basket. regain control [Guitar solo] [Short harmonized lead answers over cycling triplets] [Көпір] No batch is worth a careless hand No clock can make a torn screen stand I set the rim; you clear the floor We start again when it’s safe once more [Қайырма] Shut it down—let the hot gears cease Hands on the rim, make the torn mesh meet You want that batch; i want us whole Reseat the basket. regain control [Final bellow] Regain control