Composición musical estilo Metal progresivo. Lírica: Nine grams of lead... a fraction of an ounce Waiting in the dark... for the moment of the pounce A cold piece of brass... a cylinder of fate Sleeping in the chamber with the pressure and the weight It doesn't need a reason, it doesn't need a name Just a finger on the lever to ignite the inner flame The shortest distance between two points of time A quiet click before the mountain starts to climb The smallest key To close the door The jagged line Upon the floor It tilts the earth It stops the breath A tiny inch Between us and death! The same kinetic engine, the same impartial doom It doesn't care for glory, it doesn't care for grief A mechanical solution, violent and brief It rewrites the maps, it ends the long debate A tiny god of physics deciding every state The shortest distance between two points of time A quiet click before the mountain starts to climb The smallest key To close the door The jagged line Upon the floor It tilts the earth It stops the breath A tiny inch Between us and death! A bridge of no return... A choice you can't unlearn... The leaden truth... In the hands of youth... Or the shadows of a king... Hear the metal sing! The smallest key To close the door The jagged line Upon the floor It tilts the earth It stops the breath A tiny inch Between us and death! Smallest key... One inch of metal... The silence...