Underneath the electric sky,
We paint our dreams in colors bright,
With broken chains upon our feet,
We dance through echoes of the night.
Whispers in the silence call,
A melody of freedom’s song,
In shadows where the lost ones fall,
Together we will carry on.
Draw the lines and break the mold,
With fire burning in our hearts,
A story of the brave and bold,
Where every struggle is a start.
So let the thunder lift our souls,
As we ignite the hope within,
With every fear that we let go,
A brand new world can now begin.
Through the alleys and the streams,
We’ll wander where our spirits lead,
In the pulse of all our dreams,
We find the strength to plant our seed.
The dawn will rise on fields we’ve sown,
And in the light, we will embrace,
The beauty forged from pain we’ve known,
The love that time cannot erase.
With every heartbeat, hear the call,
A symphony of heart and mind,
We’ll rise above, we’ll never fall,
In the rebellion, we will find.
A fire that can warm the chill,
An electric wave of hope so true,
With broken chains, we’ve found the will,
To create a world anew.
So side by side, we’ll walk this road,
Through every dark and shining lane,
In the tapestry we’ve strode,
The threads of joy will weave through pain.
And as the stars begin to fade,
We’ll write our love against the dawn,
In every moment, every shade,
In the shadow of rebellion, we are drawn.
Indie
Dreams, rebellion, broken chains, electric, hope