[Intro] (Dark, pulsing electronic bassline rolling like melodic power metal bass, fast clicking electronic cowbell rhythm starting) High above the neon grid... Waiting in the cyber-trees. [Verse 1] A solitary hawk in the artificial night, Feathers brushed with plasma, resting from the flight. Circled round the branches of sector 777, Beneath a poisoned canopy instead of open heaven. Metal claws gripping bark, eyes wide and sharp, Listening to the city hum its electric harp. [Chorus] Electric strike! The bass begins to roar! Ready for the journey, heading off the floor! Wings of shadow stretching wide across the dark, Leaving every neon wire with a burning spark! Fly through the grid, the horizon calls your name! Nothing in the skyline will ever be the same! [Fast Bass & Cowbell Drop] (Rapid-fire electronic cowbell solo locked in hyper-speed with a crushing, driving electronic bassline) [Verse 2] Gathering the energy, feeling out the wind, Knowing where the journey ends and where it hasn't been. The towers blink in sequence, the sensors scan the street, While feathered wings and heavy bass begin a single beat. No turning back now, the pathway is clear, Leaving behind every cyberpunk fear. [Chorus] Electric strike! The bass begins to roar! Ready for the journey, heading off the floor! Wings of shadow stretching wide across the dark, Leaving every neon wire with a burning spark! [Outro] (Bass pulsing heavily into the distance, fast cowbell fading out with electric static) Ready to launch... The flight begins.
