Track Insight / Lyrics
Grey sky hangs low on the street
Cold mud clings fast to the feet
Rust on the gate, iron lock
Time stopped dead on the old clock
Cross the line, hold your breath
One wrong step, dance with death
Gold in the bag, lead in the air
None of us leave from here fair
Dorms are a maze of old glass
Watch for the ghost in the grass
Check every corner, stay low
That is the only way to go
Cross the line, hold your breath
One wrong step, dance with death
Gold in the bag, lead in the air
None of us leave from here fair
Tarkov is hungry and mean
Dirtiest town I have seen
Safe zones are lies for the weak
Truth is a thing you don't seek
Tighten the strap on the gear
Smell of the diesel and fear
Wait for the click of the pin
This is the game that we win
Check the extract, clear the way
Hope for a light at the day
Soot on the wall, blood on the stone
Walking the shoreline alone
Cross the line, hold your breath
One wrong step, dance with death
Gold in the bag, lead in the air
None of us leave from here fair
Old men tell tales of the war
Locked every window and door
Carry the weight of the loot
Walking in a heavy black boot
Cross the line, hold your breath
One wrong step, dance with death
Gold in the bag, lead in the air
None of us leave from here fair
Meter is running, my friend.
This is the road to the end.
