• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • 🎶 Deutsche Community für Suno-Artists 🎶 Wir sind die StorytellerZ. Discord: https://discord.gg/dsET36Ecrk © 2026 Arion Vox - Unauthorized use or duplication of these lyrics and music is prohibited. • ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • [INTRO: stomp-clap groove, fiddle riff, crowd noise fades in] [CREW (chant):] No map. No map. No map for this. [VERSE 1: narrative, mixed rhyme] We cut through fog like torn white wool, The shore ahead was still and cruel, No smoke, no bell, no welcoming flame, Just dark green teeth and a mouth with no name. Our oars went quiet, our boots went slow, The sand felt warm, the sea below, And every gull that wheeled and cried Sounded like warnings we couldn’t hide. [HOOK CHORUS: brutal earworm, repeatable] [ALL:] No map for this, no map for this, No map, no map, no map for this. No map for this, no map for this, We step ashore, we don’t miss. [CREW (shouts):] NO MAP! NO MAP! [VERSE 2: internal rhyme, different pattern] A rope of vines on a cliffside hung, Like someone left it half undone. A ring of stones, a burnt-out pit, But the ash was fresh, I’ll swear to it. We found a crown made out of weed, Salt-stiff lace like bridal need, And in the trees, no bird would sing, Just a hollow thump, a hidden thing. [HOOK CHORUS: same words, new last line to vary] [ALL:] No map for this, no map for this, No map, no map, no map for this. No map for this, no map for this, Hold your light and clench your fist. [CREW (shouts):] NO MAP! NO MAP! [VERSE 3: faster flow, cross-rhyme] The path bent left, the fog bent too, Like it was learning how we move. We spoke in whispers, then less than that, Cause even breath felt overheard. My mate said, “Captain, look at the marks,” Carved in rock like crooked sparks, Not letters, not a sailor’s code, More like a tally, a counted load. [PRE-CHORUS: lift, tension] It wants a word, it wants a due, A little piece to let us through. The sea went mute behind our backs, Like judgement waiting, keeping track. [HOOK CHORUS: bigger, add harmony] [ALL:] No map for this, no map for this, No map, no map, no map for this. No map for this, no map for this, Say it loud, then bite your lips. [CREW (shouts):] NO MAP! NO MAP! [BRIDGE: hush, vow, then punch back] The lantern bowed, the island breathed, A low drum under root and leaf. A voice like wind through empty rigging Asked one question, soft and digging: [VOICE (spoken, calm):] What will you leave? [LEAD (spoken, steady):] Fear. [CREW (spoken, together):] Not names. [BUILD: stomp-clap returns, fiddle climbs] [FINAL HOOK CHORUS: biggest, chant loop] [ALL:] No map for this, no map for this, No map, no map, no map for this. No map for this, no map for this, One crew, one breath, we don’t quit. [CREW (chant, repeat to fade):] No map, no map, no map for this, No map, no map, no map for this. [OUTRO: fiddle riff, surf, distant drum fades] [CREW (hushed):] No map… Still forward.
