Intro Low hum in the marrow, static in the air Voltage building — you’re already there Verse 1 You didn’t come to heel or bow You circled once — you test me now Green lightning threading through your frame Every movement sharp with aim You strike the stone beside my feet Close enough to feel the heat Not a warning. Not a threat. A question I haven’t answered yet. I don’t retreat. I match your line. Step for step — your pulse, then mine. No leash. No cage. No forced restraint. Just reading where the current went. Pre-Chorus Wild isn’t blind. Wild can decide. Chorus Against Nergigante in the broken sky You don’t hesitate — you and I No friendly fire, no stray blade Every arc exactly placed You split the storm but guard my side Instinct honed, not amplified Not chaos born of reckless might But chosen strikes in perfect light Verse 2 Wings ignite but never stray You know the line you cannot cross Fury aimed, not thrown away Precision forged at any cost You dive like judgment from above Then veer before you touch my own Every charge a wordless vow You know what’s yours — and what’s unknown No need for praise. No need for call. You feel the shift before it falls. I move — you’re there. You turn — I trust. Not taught by fear, but taught by us. Pre-Chorus Power is sharp. Trust is sharper. Chorus Against Nergigante claw and spine Your lightning answers mine No wasted motion, no blind rage Just instinct tempered, cage to cage You crash, you rise, you never sway From ally marked within your fray The battlefield becomes our art — Electric will and steady heart Bridge Hold — Feel the charge align. Wait — Timing is the sign. Dive. Break the air in two. Turn. You know who’s who. No scream. No doubt. No misfire spark. You read the light within the dark. A weapon, yes — but living, too. And every strike returns to you. Final Chorus Against Nergigante’s endless force You trace a flawless course Not driven mad by flashing veins But disciplined within the reins Instinct guided, never lost Every surge aware of cost When thunder splits the fractured sky You choose your side — and so do I Static fades but never dies. It waits behind your sharpened eyes. Not tamed. Not broken. Not confined. Just bonded — through instinct refined.
