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Pull the Throne

Pull the Thronev6

@Антон Васьков

Dark punk rock with a driving tom-heavy pulse and ritual stomp groove. Verses ride low hand drums, bowed strings, and brittle acoustic strums; pre-chorus strips to close voice and a tense sustained drone; chorus crashes in with distorted guitars, frame drum, and gang-chant replies. Female rap vocals in tight double-tracked phrasing, occasional whispered ad-libs, delayed final-word throws. Add a brief raw folk-chant lift before the final collapse, reversed bell swell into each hook, and wind chimes between lines. Gritty, forceful, close-miked vocal against a wide, abrasive band mix.

95 В плейлист 25.10.2026
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Текст песни

[Verse 1] You draw your lines in chalk and call the border law I step across with mud still on my boots Your polished table, your careful little rules I bring the names you buried in the room [Pre-Chorus] Hold your breath Count to four Hear the floorboards Ask for more [Chorus] На уй вас всех — I won't bow down You built a throne; I'll pull it to the ground На уй вас всех — say it again No crown, no chain, no gate to keep me in [Verse 2] You sell us silence wrapped in Sunday cloth Then act surprised when every lock gives way I keep my mother's matchbook in my coat One small red spark is all I need today [Pre-Chorus] Hold your breath Count to four Hear the floorboards Ask for more [Chorus] На уй вас всех — I won't bow down You built a throne; I'll pull it to the ground На уй вас всех — say it again No crown, no chain, no gate to keep me in [Bridge] Hey, carry the old words over the hill Hey, carry them low, carry them still We learned the tune where the river bends We sing it once, then the whole thing ends [Final Chorus] На уй вас всех — I won't bow down You built a throne; I'll pull it to the ground На уй вас всех — say it again No crown, no chain—let the whole wall bend [Outro] The match goes out The door gives in No crown, no chain No way back in

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