Steel in the vein, fire in the hand,

we rise where the thunder is born.

No crown, no chain, just the roar of the land,

a drum made of iron and horn.

Beat of the forge, scar of the fight,

pulse of the anvil and storm.

We break, we bleed, but the night ignites—

every wound keeps the heartbeat warm.

舊唱片還在轉(zhuǎn)，

街角風(fēng)鈴還響，

你抽過的煙盒，

還躺在老地方。

我把晚安說成謊，

月亮仍把夜點(diǎn)亮；

有些故事早已散場(chǎng)，

有些夜晚永不天亮。

Nasty dog, off the leash, collar poppin’ chrome,

Sniffin’ every curve, got that triple-X tone.

I bark bass lines, bite beats, leave paw prints on your throne—

Call the pound, girl, I’m still gnawin’ in your zone.

Tail waggin’ wicked, tongue slangin’ slick,

Fetch that funk, bury it deep, make that subwoofer lick.

I’m the freak you keep secret, the howl under your sheet—

Roll over, play dead, then wake the whole damn street.

Thunder calls, we rise with the dawn,

Steel in our hearts, we ride where the legends are born.

Through fire and fate, we carve our name in the sky,

No turning back—this is the great adventure, you and I.

夜色撕咬鋼鐵，

饑餓在骨縫吶喊；

我吞盡回聲，

把沉默嚼成火焰。

心跳擂鼓，

血脈翻涌成海嘯；

一步踏破影，

再一步——

把黎明啃成深淵。

Breath of the reel, neon cathedral—

cut!—we splice the night in gold.

Frame by frame we detonate the quiet,

bassline booms like a Dolby heart.

Lensflare ghosts in IMAX armor

march across the flickering sky.

Every flash a star, every drop an Oscar,

crowd roars in 7.1 thunder.

We don’t need dialogue—just this rise,

this cosmic dopamine cliff.

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Plastic Dog -Sharon Osborne

It’s everything I need anytime that I know

Why should you tell of

Why should you tell of me

To do the f**k naff

Come on yeah yeah yeah

I think that is my muss

It’s everything I need

Come on yeah yeah yeah

All the time I feel lonely I don’t wanna be

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鋼鐵羽翼劃破霓虹雨，

廢墟之上編織晨曦。

心跳擊響末日的鼓，

我在灰燼里守護(hù)你。

斷壁刻下誓言，

流焰化作冠冕。

讓黑夜為我們升起，

Angel’s Flight——

逆燃的星，

把墜落寫成重生的詩(shī)句。