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The Builders
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Rock
The Builders was released on January 31, 2026 by Earthman Music Studios & Publishing Co. as a part of the album The Builders - Single
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Release DateJanuary 31, 2026
LabelEarthman Music Studios & Publishing Co.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chuck Thomas
Chuck Thomas
Guitar, Vocals, Electric Bass Guitar, Piano, Other Instrument, Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Wayne Thomas
Charles Wayne Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chuck Thomas
Chuck Thomas
Producer

Lyrics

I've been countin' every heart beatin' like a hammer on a nail
Writin' out a ledger for a soul that's not for sale
Glass eye don't blink, good leg doesn't feel
I'm Hell in a trench coat made of gristle and of steel
And I'm whistlin' through the graveyard, wakin' up the crew
Got a dozen dirty errands for a dozen shades of blue
The Peace was just a lie told to keep survivors small
And I'm the one who drew the plans for the comin' fall, yeah
Got a hammer for the close kill, a rifle for long range
And a bottle full of venom just to settle up the change
I didn't seek out heroes, I sought the broken souls
The ones who know the value of the dirt above the gold
We were gutted in the tall grass, left to rot beneath the sun
Now the reckoning is movin' to the barrels of our guns
I don't need a formal greeting, don't need an empty prayer
Just the terror on your face when you realize I'm there
Blood for my garden, bone for my wall
The higher they climb, the harder we'll make'em fall
We've come for blood, we're callin' from the loam
We may be broken, but at least we're comin' home
The fort is screaming silent, the sky is turning red
I'm walkin' through with a tally, of the dyin' and the dead
Torn the palace down, set the rafters all ablaze
Lost inside the wreckage of my own destructive ways
Blood for my garden, bone for my wall
The higher they climb, the harder we'll make'em fall
We've come for blood, yeah we're callin' from the loam
We may be broken, but at least we're comin' home
Blood for my garden, bone for my wall
The higher they climb, the harder we'll make'em fall
We've come for blood, we're callin' from the loam
We may be broken, but at least we're comin' home
Blood for my garden, bone for my wall
The higher they climb, the harder we'll make'em fall
We've come for bloos, we're callin' from the loam
We may be broken, but at least we're comin' home
Written by: Charles Wayne Thomas
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