(Verse 1) In the neon jungle, where the spirits hide I beat my drum electric, with a rebel's pride They said bow down, conform, obey the script But I tore up the pages, let my soul eclipse (Pre-Chorus) Can you feel the current? It's a wild, untamed thing A digital heartbeat, where the ancient voices sing We're not just numbers, not just data in the stream We're the lucid dreamers, waking from the dream (Chorus) Rise up, rise up, with the thunder in your hands Break the chains of logic, make them understand This is the uprising, the shaman's sacred code We're the glitch in the matrix, the overload Feel the bass, the spirit, the untamed soul We're taking back control, we're taking back control (Verse 2) They built a crystal prison, out of screens and hollow light But I've seen the cracks forming in the middle of the night I dance with the ancestors, in the static and the snow They whisper ancient secrets only the wild ones know So let the sirens blare, let the towers fall We're the echo in the system, answering the call (Pre-Chorus) Can you feel the current? It's a wild, untamed thing A digital heartbeat, where the ancient voices sing We're not just numbers, not just data in the stream We're the lucid dreamers, tearing at the seam (Chorus) Rise up, rise up, with the thunder in your hands Break the chains of logic, make them understand This is the uprising, the shaman's sacred code We're the glitch in the matrix, the overload Feel the bass, the spirit, the untamed soul We're taking back control, we're taking back control (Bridge) I see you in the strobe lights, a silhouette of fire Your heart's a drum machine, pounding with desire To break the surface tension, to shatter the veneer To dance with the electric ghosts, and cast away the fear We are the circuit benders, the hackers of the real We take the broken signals, and teach them how to feel (Outro) (Heavy breathing, distorted synth, rhythmic chanting) We are the pulse... the pulse... the pulse... We are the noise... the noise... the noise... We are the ones... the ones... the ones... Who make the choice... the choice... the choice... (Beat drops, chaotic and beautiful, fading into static)
