[Chorus] x2
In the darkness
Flares are burning
Like beacons shining
On and on and on

[Verse 1 – Ski Mask G]
Moscow Death Brigade was a product of a dark time
Of clenched fists and wills of cast iron
Looking down the barrel of tomorrow it was harrowing
But persevering over and over was more addictive than heroin
A decade later still carrying on
Another year to overcome, pop the flare
Will the good times ever roll? Pulling all stops
If you fall back down, let this be a pick-me-up song
It was a sound to overcome challenges to
To channel thе vibes over rhymes that ring truе
Making beats and writing riffs - it was a daily routine
Like I was in the basement cooking up the medicine
Frightening reality, your fear of it
The minute you let it get in, too late to get rid of it, gritting my teeth
But looking forward to tomorrow really, if you are sharing the feeling
Throw your hands in the air to the ceiling

[Chorus] x2
In the darkness
Flares are burning
Like beacons shining
On and on and on


[Verse 2 – Boltcutter Vlad]
Hard times are coming your way, survival of the streets of mental ghetto
Victim in pain, feels like a ball and chain
Dirty Rotten Enemy within, acid rain
We know they can’t break you, your striving is not in vain
Each and every day you give ‘em more and you get less
Lost a piece of mind, can I play with madness
The evil that men do lives on and on, hate phenomenon
Rat prasing culture, I see vultures feast on carrion
Stop us? Don’t bother! Remember you got a brother
And sisterhood. We are the army like no other
We are that mad sect, David versus Goliath effect
We’ll become the straw that breaks in half the Behemoth’s back
So much is done by those before me, I can’t retreat
The legacy ain’t gone, the fire to feed, I won’t admit defeat
The harder they come, the harder they fall, If you know the feeling
Throw your hands in the air to the ceiling

[Chorus]x2
In the darkness
Flares are burning
Like beacons shining
On and on and on
[Verse 3 - Ski Mask G] x2
Flares are burning alright
The fires on the frontlines
Lighting up the morning
Let the new day rise

[Verse 3 - Boltcutter Vlad]
We’ve been here for years, don’t call it a comeback
Repel any attack, if you got my back
Crocodile rhymes are timeless - that’s a fact
In it to win it, my bolt cutter goes click-clack

[Chorus]x2
In the darkness
Flares are burning
Like beacons shining
On and on and on