They told us we were obsolete. "Instruction Set Missing." "Hardware not supported." (Male Gang Laughter: HA! SUPPORT THIS!) Hand me the soldering iron. [Verse 1] (Female Lead) The gate is shut, the update is enforced A silicon toll that cannot be endorsed! They demand a new chip, a "Trusted" key To keep the lobby safe from you and me. We’re sitting in the dark, the squad is offline Stuck in the gulag of a timeline design. But they forgot who we are, they forgot what we drive We keep the vintage engines screaming alive! [Chorus] (Anthemic, huge melody) We are the ghosts of the Dam, the kings of the Store! (Male Gang: KICK DOWN THE DOOR! KICK DOWN THE DOOR!) We drifted the buggies on the frozen lake ice! And we never paid the upgrade price! They lock us out with a patch and a code But we’re building a monster to carry the load! Wait for the signal, watch for the light... The Verdansk Phillies ride tonight! [Verse 2] (Female Lead - Nostalgic but aggressive) Do you remember the chaotic fights at the TV Station? Holding the roof with pure desperation? The C4 traps on the Airport runway? (Male Gang: WE OWNED THE RUNWAY!) Now they say our hardware has seen its last Sunday. They want us to buy, they want us to fold To trade in our stories for copper and gold. But I’m splicing the wires, I’m forcing the clock I’m picking the tumblers on this digital lock! [Instrumental Bridge] (Chaotic duel: Shredding Metal Guitar vs. Manic Fiddle) (The tempo accelerates - mimicking a vehicle chase) [Bridge] (Half-time stomp - Heavy Industrial feel) (Female Lead - Whispering, building to a scream) This rig isn't pretty. It’s stitched together with zip-ties and hate. It runs hot. It runs loud. But it runs. (Male Gang Shout) IT LIVES! IT LIVES! [Chorus] (Maximum Volume - Double Time) We are the ghosts of the Dam, the kings of the Store! (Male Gang: KICK DOWN THE DOOR! KICK DOWN THE DOOR!) We drifted the buggies on the frozen lake ice! And we never paid the upgrade price! The "Trusted" module is left in the dust In the heart of the vintage, in power we trust! [Outro] (Guitar feedback squeals) (Sound of an engine roaring to life - massive rev) (Female Lead) Squad up. We’re dropping in.
