[Intro – Spoken/Whisper] Midnight city. Sirens drowned. Neon bleeding underground. No way back. No goodbye. Raise the dead lights. Let ’em fly. [Verse 1] Black sky, cold chrome, concrete veins, Ashes in the air like iron rain. Heartbeat marching, steel on bone, Every sinner dancing to the metronome. Shadow grins with a silver tongue, Bite down hard till the bell is rung. Streetlight halos, crooked crown— When the horns call, we burn it down. [Pre-Drop – Build] No mercy in the rhythm, no saints in the smoke, Baptize me in decibels till the city spine broke. If you hear that signal, step into the flame— Count it down, call my name: [COUNTDOWN] Four… three… two… one—ignite! [DROP – Chant] Sound the horn—raise the storm! Blood and thunder in uniform! Left! Right! Don’t look back— We are the night on a heart attack! Break the cage—split the sky! Harder we fall, the higher we fly! No halo, no light— Only the roar of the midnight fight! [Verse 2] Graveyard glitter on the boulevard, Every scar a hymn, every hymn hits hard. Cold flame flickers in a velvet cough, Kiss the edge—never cut it off. Whiplash moon with a savage grin, Glass in the wind and smoke in the skin. If fear’s a god, then make me sin— Turn the darkness up to ten. [Pre-Drop 2 – Build] No angels on the radio, just wolves in the wire, Tear the silence open like a live-wire fire. If you want deliverance, sign in red— Count it down, wake the dead: [COUNTDOWN] Four… three… two… one—detonate! [DROP 2 – Crowd Response] Blow that horn—storm reborn! Tear the night like a crown of thorns! Left! Right! Heads down—strike! This is the pulse of the anti-light! Crack the ground—feel it quake! Razor rain in the path we take! No prayer, no rite— Only the law of the hardest night! [Bridge – Breakdown] Hush… hear the afterglow breathe. Ash falls soft on the razored teeth. One last wish in a blackout kiss— Hell’s choir sings, “Remember this.” [FINAL DROP – Hook] Sound the horn—raise the storm! Blood and thunder in uniform! Left! Right! Don’t look back— We are the night on a heart attack! Break the cage—split the sky! Harder we fall, the higher we fly! [Outro – Spoken] No dawn promised. No truce signed. Only the echo we leave behind. When the horns fade, carve this line: “We were the darkness—by design.”
