In the eye of the storm, where the shadows collide,
Heartbeats echo loud, like a riot inside.
The pulse of the city thrums, restless and raw,
In the depths of the darkness, we’re breaking the law.
Chaos rages on, like a tidal wave,
Screaming through the streets, we refuse to be slaves.
Drowning in the noise, we’re the children of fright,
Marching with abandon into the dead of night.
With every scar and bruise, we’ll scream for the lost,
This world is a battlefield, chaos is the cost.
In every shattered glass, in every mournful song,
We’ll rise from the ashes, we’ve been fighting too long.
Feel the world ignite, let it burn in our eyes,
We dance in the madness, under stormy skies.
Each heartbeat is a rebel, a cry for the bold,
We won’t fade away, our stories will be told.
In the eye of the storm, we find our way through,
Where the shadows are deep, we’ll be breaking in two.
Riot in our hearts, as the lightning strikes down,
We’ll embrace the chaos, we’ll carve up this town.
Laughing in the dark, we’ll stand strong and proud,
Together in defiance, we’ll be lost in the loud.
No chains can hold us, we’ll fight till the dawn,
In the eye of the storm, a new world will be born.
So when the sky shatters and the thunderous voice roars,
Remember the heartbeat, it’s what we stand for.
With every pulse racing, we’ll carry the fight,
In the eye of the storm, we’ll find our own light.
Punk
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