Crumbling walls in a restless town,
Hollow echoes where the laughter drowned.
Faded dreams slip through the cracks,
Lost in the noise, there's no turning back.
Empty souls in the neon glow,
Silent protests where no one will go.
Broken voices on the picket line,
Shouting out loud, “This world is not fine!”
These restless nights, they swallow us whole,
Each heartbeat a fight, we’re losing control.
With every whisper of lost hope we seek,
The fire inside us, it’s feeling so weak.
We won’t fade away in the shadow's embrace,
We’ll tear down the silence, we'll rise up in place.
Scream out for change, let the thunder roll,
We'll stitch every wound 'til we claim back our souls.
So gather the hearts that have shattered like glass,
We’ll dance on the ruins, reclaim what’s our past.
With crumbling walls and dreams that may bleed,
We’ll stand for each other; that’s all that we need.
Together we’ll fight through the pain and the strife,
Broken voices united, we’ll bring this to life.
Let the world hear our anthem, let the truth unfold,
In the ashes of silence, we’ll find our bold.
Together we rise from the shadows we roam,
With crumbling walls behind us, we’ll carve out our home.
No faded dreams left, only passion and light,
In the heart of the chaos, we'll ignite the night.
Punk
Crumbling walls, Faded dreams, Empty souls, Silent protests, Restless nights, Broken voice, Lost hope