In the alleyways where shadows grow,
A siren’s scream breaks the silent flow,
Crimson clash as we raise our fists,
No more silence, we’re ready to resist.
Through the echoes of shimmered noise,
We’ll drown the doubts, we’ll make some noise,
Break the chains, ignite the night,
Every wounded heart in the streets ignites!
With the downbeat thrumming in our veins,
We tear apart these mental chains,
Midnight break, we'll own this town,
No more mourning, we'll never back down.
Ripped jeans, leather, and defiant hair,
Unleash the fury, we’re beyond repair,
With every scar, a story untold,
In this velvet rebellion, we’re bold and we’re gold.
So sing with fire, let them hear our call,
We rise together, we won’t let us fall,
With every heartbeat, we claim our throne,
In this reckless anthem, we’ve finally grown.
When the dust settles and the night’s complete,
We’ll walk hand in hand through the twisted streets,
With a wounded heart, but a spirit so free,
In the velvet rebellion, we’re what we’ll be.
Punk
Velvet Rebellion, Crimson Clash, Shimmered Noise, Midnight Break, Wounded Heart