Zenth Grid Breakdown

Purple bars in a row,

ZENTH waking

Count it in, let the whole frame shake I learned your name

in the blink of a late-night screen A ladder of violet blocks

cut clean and mean Every mark in the grid says go a

little higher Step by step,

spark by spark, feeding the wire ZENTH in the pattern,

locked in my chest Numbers hit hard when the timing is blessed

I run through the lanes till the whole world blurs Built from

bars and a dare that the future stirs Line it up,

line it up, don't let it slip Hold your breath at the

edge of the flip When it opens,

we fly, no turning around ZENTH,

ZENTH, up in the

purple bars Break the frame,

make a map of who we are ZENTH,

ZENTH, every lane

a shooting

star Hold me in the grid and take me far ZENTH,

ZENTH, let the whole night spark Write

our names in the beating marks Now the tempo bites and the

floor turns thin Still I find your code and I dive right

in Purple climbing columns like a vow we keep No room for

fear and no room for sleep Cut to the center where the

bright lines bend Lose my place,

find my pulse, begin again ZENTH is a tower and a test

of nerve Every crash

in the rhythm is a thing we serve

If I fall, sing me back through the glowing

maze

If I fade, pull me close through the violet haze We were

made for the climb,

for the flash, for the aim ZENTH,

ZENTH, up in the purple bars Break the frame,

make a map of who we are ZENTH,

ZENTH, every lane a shooting star Hold me in the grid and

take me far ZENTH,

ZENTH, let the whole night spark Write our names in the beating

marks Purple bars still burn behind my eyes ZENTH remains when the

last hit dies