Razorstorm Hawk
Standing on the edge of the dynamic blast Power structures melting,
they cannot last Iron gears are grinding into the floor We are
screaming at the heavy door
Fuel the fire, strike the spark!
We are tearing down the dark!
(yeah!) Fuel the fire,
break the chains! Voltage runs inside our veins!
Friction heating up the concrete cold Stories of the battle are being
told We don't need their promises,
we don't need their rules We won't play the part of silent
fools
Fuel the fire, strike the spark!
We are tearing down the dark!
(yeah!) Fuel the fire,
break the chains! Voltage runs inside our veins! (go!)