{Intro} {Steam vents. Distant thunder. Gear clicks. Slow ritual drum.} Narrator They say every legend starts with destiny... The Blitz Sisters started with a terrible idea. {Verse 1 – Rivet} Rivet Built my first machine from broken steel Three bent gears and a wagon wheel Whole thing rattled, shook, and screamed Worked exactly like I dreamed Well... mostly. {Verse 2 – Ruckus} Ruckus I was runnin' rooftops after dark Chasin' trouble just to leave a mark Every guard in town knew my name Mostly from reports and property claims {Laugh} Still worth it. {Pre-Chorus} Rivet I had a plan. Ruckus I had enthusiasm. Rivet That's not the same thing. Ruckus Depends how fast you're running. {Chorus} Both Northbound on bad decisions Smoke rollin' from the rear One built the future from scrap and gears One said "hold my beer" Northbound on bad decisions Road dust in our veins Every town remembers us For entirely different reasons {Verse 3 – Rivet} {Mechanical percussion enters} Built a storm engine, brass and steam Elegant design, efficient scheme Ran the numbers, checked each line {Ruckus Interrupts} Then I pulled the shiny lever. {Rivet} There wasn't supposed to BE a shiny lever. {Verse 4 – Ruckus} Whole block vanished in a cloud of smoke People coughed while the fire bells spoke Mayor yellin', chickens flyin' Best afternoon of my life. {Breakdown} {Dark trap pulse + industrial clanging} Guild Voices Who started it? Who approved it? Who signed this paperwork? Ruckus Not me. Rivet You literally signed it. Ruckus Allegedly. {Chorus} Both Northbound on bad decisions Runnin' from the law One built impossible machinery One improved every flaw Northbound on bad decisions Laughin' through the rain If wisdom comes from suffering We're geniuses by now. {Bridge} {Choir. Steam hiss. Ghost-radio texture.} Narrator Some say they were inventors. Some say they were criminals. Some say they were heroes. Most say they were expensive. {Final Chorus} {Full band. Dirty guitars. Ritual drums. Heavy bass.} Northbound on bad decisions Toward a crimson moon Didn't know the Wolves Guild waited Didn't know we'd get there soon Northbound on bad decisions Firelight in the snow Every legend starts somewhere This is where ours goes {Outro} {Steam vent release. Distant bells.} Ruckus You think Philan's gonna like us? Rivet Absolutely not. Ruckus Perfect. {Laughing fades into gear clicks and winter wind}
