Crown of Dustv6

[Intro — engine roar, pounding drums, distorted guitar] [Shouted vocals] NO KINGS! NO CHAINS! JUST DUST AND FLAME! [Verse 1 — aggressive clean vocals] The road runs red beneath the sun, A thousand engines, rising smoke. We fled the throne, we broke the wheel, We left the iron gods to choke. The horizon burns like a warning, The fuel is low, the night is near. But every mile we steal from tyrants Is another mile away from fear. [Pre-Chorus — rising intensity, harsh vocals] HOLD THE LINE! DON’T LOOK BACK! THE ROAD IS OURS— TAKE IT BACK! [Chorus — soaring clean vocals, full band] We are the storm across the wasteland, We are the fire they can’t control. No crown can own us, no chain can hold us, We ride together through the dust and smoke. If this is the end of everything, Then let the old world watch us rise. We are the storm across the wasteland— Still alive beneath these skies. [Breakdown — choppy riffs, engine-like rhythm] [Screamed vocals] BURN THE THRONE! BREAK THE WHEEL! NO MORE GODS FOR US TO KNEEL! [Verse 2 — rhythmic vocals, relentless drums] A cracked mirror in the dashboard, A ghost riding in the seat. I was built to run from nothing; Now I know what I must keep. Behind us, dust swallows the kingdom. Ahead, the road splits into light. We don’t need a promised heaven— Just a chance to choose our lives. [Pre-Chorus — harsh vocals, building] HOLD THE LINE! DON’T LOOK BACK! THE ROAD IS OURS— TAKE IT BACK! [Chorus — bigger, layered vocals] We are the storm across the wasteland, We are the fire they can’t control. No crown can own us, no chain can hold us, We ride together through the dust and smoke. If this is the end of everything, Then let the old world watch us rise. We are the storm across the wasteland— Still alive beneath these skies. [Bridge — half-time, atmospheric vocals] No more waiting for a savior. No more kneeling to the past. We take the road with empty hands And make a future built to last. [Final Breakdown — full force, stop-start hits] [Screamed vocals] NO KINGS! [Impact] NO CHAINS! [Impact] THE ROAD REMAINS! [Final Chorus — full band, anthemic vocals] We are the storm across the wasteland, We are the fire they can’t control. No crown can own us, no chain can hold us, We ride together through the dust and smoke. If this is the end of everything, Then let the old world watch us rise. We are the storm across the wasteland— Still alive beneath these skies. [Outro — engine fades into wind] Still alive. Still moving.