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First In, Last Out

Genre: Viking Metal
Released: April 15, 2026
Length: 4:47

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Lyrics

Intro

First in… Last out… We shout it loud… We scream it proud…

Verse 1

Smoke on the wind, we smell the fight Helmet down, yeah we own the night Boots hit ground like thunder rolls Saving cats and burning bowls Radio crackles, structure fire Just a bonfire climbing higher Axes raised like gods of war Kicking in a screen door

Pre-Chorus

We train all day for this one call A flaming couch in a neighbor’s hall Adrenaline spikes, this is our creed It’s lint in the vent. You’re good. You're freed.

Chorus 1

First In We storm the flames like gods of old Last out We tell the tale so brave and bold Through smoke and heat, through ember and shout We’ll post it all when the flames go out First in Last out For burnt up toast and a tiny smoke cloud

Verse 2

War paint on with soot and ash Selfie angle, perfect flash “Another save!” the caption reads Dumpster fire out in the weeds Sirens scream through empty streets Three blocks down, no visible heat Hydrant hit like it’s Ragnarok Just grandma burning an empty pot

Pre-Chorus

We fear no flame, we fear no fall We conquer kitchens, one and all Legends forged in smoke and steam Three alarm response for a fog machine

Chorus 2

Bridge

Sing of the warriors forged in flame… Carved in legend, crowned in name… From ember’s glow to urgent calls… We bring the fleet, sirens and all… …it’s nothing at all. Charge the line Check the door Vent the roof Smoke no more Gear up fast Masks on tight Heroes rise Guardian of a candlelight

Breakdown

Who runs in when others flee? First in! Last out! Who fights flames of destiny? First in! Last out! What’s the call, what do we see? First in! Last out!

Chorus 3

First in We ride the flames to victory Last out Immortalized in history Through smoke and heat, through ember and shout We’ll tell the world what it’s about First in Last out Then hang at the station till the next call out

About this song

“First in, last out” is one of those fire service phrases that started with a very real meaning.

Firefighters willingly walk toward situations everyone else is trying to escape.

They train for it.

They take real risks doing it.

And there is absolutely something worth being proud of in that.

Then somewhere along the way, the phrase apparently became one of the Ten Commandments of the firehouse.

It went on the shirts.

Then the hoodies.

Then the decals.

Then the trucks.

Then the social media bios.

And eventually it became less of a motto and more of an entire personality.

That's where “First In, Last Out” lives.

It's not really making fun of the work.

It's making fun of what happens when the legend becomes just slightly larger than the call.

A little smoke becomes Ragnarok.

A burned pot becomes a battle worthy of song.

A fog machine summons an army.

And burnt toast becomes the place where heroes are forged.

Naturally, the only appropriate way to tell that story was Viking metal.

Because if you're going to describe a slightly warm kitchen like the gates of Valhalla have opened...

you deserve a choir, war drums and several imaginary longships.

Wear the shirt proudly, brothers.

Love the job.

Love the tradition.

Love your department.

Just don't let the motto become the man.

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