Pounding basslines shake the ground,
Loud guitars scream, a furious sound,
We’re the outcasts in leather and steel,
With raw vocals that make the world reel.
We paint the night with our chaotic tempo,
A symphony of chaos, let rebellion flow,
Furious beats echo through the streets,
Fueled by anger, we rise to our feats.
Spit out the rules that tie us down,
In our punk intensity, we crown the town,
No more silence, we’ll shatter the calm,
Our hearts on fire, we rise like a storm.
Chasing the thrill, we dance on the edge,
With every chord, we make our pledge,
To break the chains and scream out loud,
Together we stand, forever proud.
Join the anthem, let the revolution start,
Feel the rhythm pulse, it’s a rebel's heart,
In the chaos, hear our battle cry,
Under the neon, we refuse to die.
We’ll never conform; we’ll never relent,
In a world of grey, we’re the vibrant dissent,
So raise your fists, let the whole world see,
In this punk paradise, we are truly free.
As echoes fade and the night wears thin,
The spirit lives on; we’ll never give in,
With every heartbeat, we’ll carry the fight,
In the ashes of silence, our voices ignite.
Punk
Pounding basslines, loud guitars, rebellious sound, furious beats, chaotic tempo, punk intensity, raw vocals
Punk
Pounding basslines, loud guitars, rebellious sound, furious beats, chaotic tempo, punk intensity, raw vocals