Torches in the Blizzard
Take B delivers a furious thrash metal performance driven by rapid double-kick drumming, aggressive vocal snarls, and blistering tempo shifts.
The stories behind Torches in the Blizzard
- Thrash Metal Rhythms and High-Speed Fury on the Frozen Roof — Take B delivers a furious thrash metal performance driven by rapid double-kick drumming, aggressive vocal snarls, and blistering tempo shifts.
- Defending Hospital Oxygen Farms from Arctic Frost — When ambient vaporizers freeze over during extreme winter storms, healthcare engineering crews battle mountain winds to protect centralized medical gas flow.
Lyrics
The Vaporizer Fins
RUN!
Outro Music
50 mile an hour wind
We've been across the gravel tar
Colder than a frozen night
On an icy northern star
The bulk liquid tanks
We're starving for the air
Four inches of rhyme
Ice choking off the square
Aluminum fins encased in a glacier of white
Stopping the oxygen expansion in the dead of the night
The vaporizers choke the ventilators bleed dry
Fifty miles a mountain wind will hear a patient cry
Tie the safety harnesses to the parapet rail
The propane torches in the face of the gale
Blue flame roaring in the freezing black
Taking the hospital's breath right back
Rime on the roof, melt the frozen wall
Stand against the winter, it's another call
Torches in the blizzard, sixty feet high
Fighting for the breath beneath an arctic sky
Pound the ice, blast the frost away
Holding the light till the break of day
Biome and fury in the freezing cold
Stronger than the mountain,
fierce and bold
Frank swung the mallet, cracked the thick white crust
Sarah swept the propane torch with an iron truss
Chunks of glacier shattering, clattering on the tin
Letting the ambient air flow right back in
The pressure needle shudders the climb to 55
Liquid turning back to gas
Keeping lungs alive
Gargled eyes let through the driving snow and sleet
One more victory, water on the frozen metal sky
I'm on the roof, melt the frozen wall
Stand against the winter, answer the call
Torches in the blizzard are sixty feet high
Fighting for the breath beneath an arctic sky I found the ice, passed
the frost away Holding the light till the break of day
Biomed fury in the freezing cold
Stronger than the mountain
Feel set free
Pressure gauge
55
PSI steady
Ventilators Breathing sweet Get
off the roof Before our fingers
Freeze on
