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THE INFINITE IGNITION(ft. Air Flow 85&fetch&HIDE 777& jiimo)(mashup) #RockinSuno

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🎸This song is an entry by fetch and Itsuki for the “Rockin’ Suno ~A Song I Want to Play in August~” event.🎸 🎵Event details (fetch’s submission page): https://suno.com/song/72418a98-6c8f-4b11-8e6f-9b797020c000 🎵Playlist: https://suno.com/playlist/5207fecd-c034-4be5-ab43-c445f0116253 ------ This is a "mashup of mashup" song from Air Flow 85 & fetch & HIDE 777 & jiimo (quadruple mashup)+ my later suno studio remake. (Mashup lyrics) Here are the original mashup links: https://suno.com/song/6b0de1be-df06-4ae5-bbdd-601e34a4071b https://suno.com/song/6118c6f7-bf8f-40b3-bd44-48616ad9638c https://suno.com/song/173e5ea1-58e4-42cc-9137-76f1a6311326 https://suno.com/song/34d37840-8d77-424f-a302-68545b845594 ------- [Intro] [Taiko pulse echoing against synth ocean swells] Don... Dodon... Under vermilion gates, the navy blue horizon expands. They wait for the fireworks; I pilot the storm. [Verse 1] I filter the static of this crowded coastal way, Tethering thunder beneath wheels at the break of day. Let them label this momentum as a fleeting summer thrill— While their fire flickers out, mine is patient, cold, and still. A white shirt fluttering against the sharp sea air, Compression of energy before the speed we dare. No frantic rush, no mindless drift along the shore: Calculated velocity turns the whisper to a roar. [Pre-Chorus] Don—Dodon— the bronze engine rhythm swells, Silence was merely the spark’s containment shell. Kinetic cold focus cutting through the ocean spray: Outrunning time before the golden hours fade away. [Chorus] Koshi Tantan—cold focus, infinite drive! Outrunning the dusk to prove the flame is alive! We aren't passive souls watching the summer bleed away— We are the strategic spark that turns the night to day! When the taiko strikes and the horizon breaks wide, I claim the destiny where speed and discipline collide! [Verse 2] Lanterns drift down the bay like fading lights in the glass; I trade the brief illusion for a dream built to last. Safety is a slow decay on sun-baked stone, I’d rather wear scars than leave the horizon unknown. Let the crowd chase what the temporary festival gives; In precise alignment, the strategist of speed lives. [Bridge] True power isn't screaming into the void above, It’s storing the tension until push turns to shove. Youth isn't a season that erases in the tide— It’s a perpetual ignition burning deep inside. The drum suspends. The path becomes clear. The meridian is here. [Final Chorus] Koshi Tantan—the waiting is done! Outshining the fireworks, outrunning the sun! From ten thousand sparks, a single eternal decree: The night doesn't own this horizon—it belongs to me! Bloom in the dark! Outpace the tide! In cold discipline, the wild road opens wide! [Outro] [Guitars fade into lingering ocean waves] Don... Dodon... Smoke clears slow over sea and shrine. Sand in our shoes. Intent divine. The sun sets, but the drive is mine.