Turn up the noise, let’s ignite the night,
We’re rising from ashes, ready for the fight.
With grit in our hearts, we’ll shatter the walls,
No more silence, we’ll answer the calls.
Clash of the voices, a symphony loud,
We’re breaking free, no more head in the crowd.
Fists in the air, with courage we stand,
United together, we're taking command.
Shout out for freedom, unchained from the mold,
The stories of fighters, the brave and the bold.
Through the chaos, we'll carve out our way,
No matter the struggle, we’re here to stay.
The echoes of anger, they ring in our ears,
A battle for justice, we're washing our fears.
In the heart of the city, where shadows reside,
We’ll dance on the ruins of those who denied.
So here’s to the dreamers, the ones who rebel,
With hearts full of fire, we're ringing the bell.
In the clash of our spirits, let truth find its voice,
In the noise of resistance, we’re making our choice.
Revolt in the streets, where our hopes come alive,
Through pain and through passion, we’ll continue to strive.
With every loud anthem, we’ll rise from the grind,
A future that’s ours, forever defined.
And as the sun rises, we'll march on without fear,
Together we stand, with our vision so clear.
In the heart of the struggle, we find our own way,
With grit and with glory, we’re here to stay.
Punk
revolt, freedom, grit, noise, clash