No Green Light

[Кіріспе] [Куплет 1] The bearing locks; the gallery kicks A red lamp cuts the dust in strips The belt crawls hot beneath my hand The drive wheel bucks against its stand I hit the stop; the chain runs slack Black smoke rolls along the track [Қайырма] Cut the drive, let the whole line die Smoke climbs up where the coal runs dry You can call for the megawatts you need I won’t feed this fire to the grid [Куплет 2] Control room calls: “hold the load in place” Their clipped commands come through the haze I wrench the lever, shoulders set The moving belt won’t answer yet A seam burns brown; the rubber curls I pull the pin and kill the world [Қайырма] Cut the drive, let the whole line die Smoke climbs up where the coal runs dry You can call for the megawatts you need I won’t feed this fire to the grid [Брейкдаун] One hand on iron One eye on flame No load is worth it No shift, no name Kill it Kill it [Guitar solo] [Final chorus] Cut the drive, let the whole line die Smoke climbs up where the coal runs dry You can call for the megawatts you need I won’t feed this fire to the grid Cut the drive—hear the belts go still I chose the stop; i own the will