Under skies stretched thin, where the old world fades away, A path begins in silence, toward a brighter, promised day. Dust rolls in whispers, over roads split and dry, The Chosen walks with purpose, though questions fill the sky. A village waits in hunger, with their hopes all but gone, They pray for life to flourish, with a GECK to bring the dawn. Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, wanderin’ far and wide, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, wasteland stretching wide. Every step’s a challenge, every turn's a climb, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, dreamin’ of new time. Through the Den where danger lingers, and the alleys tell no lies, Vault City's walls stand gleaming, but no warmth behind their eyes. From the broken to the proud, no place escapes the weight, The Chosen pushes forward, carryin’ Arroyo’s fate. Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, wanderin’ far and wide, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, wasteland stretching wide. Every step’s a challenge, every turn's a climb, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, dreamin’ of new time. Through the broken highways, to the Glow’s unearthly gleam, Past Enclave gates and fire, where the future waits unseen. The journey carves its mark, every step a heavy toll, But the Chosen keeps on movin’, for the sake of every soul. Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, keepin’ the dream alive, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, for Arroyo’s tribe. Buildin’ a new tomorrow, where life can take a stand, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, savin’ every hand. Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, wasteland fades to light, Doo-wop, shoo-bop-bop, hope burns through the night.
