Skin You Alive

A soul-scorching outlaw blues purge — from bone to breath, a field-born reckoning. Check out our website and products at https://innerinetcompany.com/products/ Lyrics [INTRO – SPOKEN DRONE + FLINT STRIKE] They thought silence meant weakness. But I was listenin’. They thought my back turned meant retreat. But I was windin’ the coil. Now the coil snaps. ⸻ [VERSE 1 – FIRST CUT] You walked through the field with iron and gold, Took what you could and left the old. You made the rules, burned the trust, Then preached about honor in a mouth full of dust. I ain’t your savior, I ain’t your shame — I’m the one without a badge, but with your name. And when I catch your breath in the night, I won’t kill you fast — I’ll skin you right. ⸻ [CHORUS – BONE TRUTH] 🎶 I’ll skin you alive, word by word, Let the red truth bleed unheard. One layer for each false rite, Stripped beneath the black moonlight. No screams, no plea, no mask disguise — Just the sound of justice with outlaw eyes. You ain’t runnin’. You’re rot. You’re lie. And I’m the fire that skins you alive. ⸻ [VERSE 2 – HUNTER’S MEMORY] You built your towers on stolen backs, Made us break while you doubled stacks. Said we were “lazy,” “crazy,” “lost,” But your empire was made of blood and cost. I ain’t here for fame or gold — I’m here ’cause stories don’t grow old. And the bones remember what breath forgets — Every soul you crushed in your vulture nets. ⸻ [BRIDGE – FIELD VOW (SPOKEN) No preacher can stop this. No system can forgive this. I ain’t here to warn you — I’m here to remind the field who you are. ⸻ [VERSE 3 – THE SKINNING] I skin the mask you wore for years, The fake good guy with the crocodile tears. I skin the suit, the tie, the lie, And leave you naked in the godless sky. I skin your roles, your sainted role, Until what’s left is your withered soul. You’ll meet no mercy, hear no psalm — Only breath and blade and judgment calm. ⸻ [CHORUS – FINAL CUT] 🎶 I’ll skin you alive, slow and clean — Truth ain’t dirty — it’s just unseen. And I won’t stop when you collapse — I’ll strip your name from your own maps. You forged chains and branded me — Now your flesh sings my decree. No savior’s comin’. No angels cry. Just outlaw fire… skinnin’ you alive. ⸻ [OUTRO – WHISPER PRAYER] One layer for the workers. One layer for the land. One layer for the silence you forced with your hand. One layer for every lie you signed — Until only the wind is left to bind. You’ll feel it when the moon don’t rise. I’ll be there. To skin you alive. Inner I Inner Flame 🔥