歌詞

No rust on this sound

Still burning. Still new

Turn it up—now

Decades on the calendar, zero dust on the riff

That pulse stays sharp like a switchblade lift

Bassline grabs my spine—clamp, click, drag

Drums hit like boots on a concrete flag

They call it “old”—I call it alive

A timeless spark that refuses to die

If you feel that charge when the low-end bites

Step in the pit—ignite

NO STALE! NO FADE! (HEY!)

STILL HITS—LIKE A BLADE! (HEY!)

We don’t age out—

We break out!

IT’S A KIND OF LOUD MAGIC! (HEY!)

BASS SO HEAVY—BLACKS OUT STATIC! (HEY!)

Voice like thunder, clean but mean

Guitar shoots light through the smoke machine

HEADBANG—TILL THE ROOM TURNS WILD! (HEY!)

MOSH—LIKE WE’RE FOREVER YOUNG! (HEY!)

If your heart says “more,” if your feet say “GO”—

CIRCLE PIT! CIRCLE PIT!

Four minds wired different, one strike same

Engineers of noise with a stadium flame

Choir in the back like a war-time prayer

Then the bass walks in and rewrites the air

Not a trend—this is DNA

Hooks that haunt you in the best damn way

Put it on low and it still feels high—

That’s why

SAME SONG—NEW SKIN! (HEY!)

HIT PLAY—FEEL IT BEGIN! (HEY!)

No expiry—

No end!

(Whisper) Hear that low note… crawling up your chest…

(Roar) NOW LET IT LIFT YOU—NO REGRETS!

DIVE—SPIN—CRASH—REPEAT

Let the bassline spell your heartbeat!

IT’S A KIND OF LOUD MAGIC! (HEY!)

BASS SO HEAVY—BLACKS OUT STATIC! (HEY!)

Still fresh, still sharp, still blazing bright

We keep this fire alive all night

HEADBANG—TILL THE ROOM TURNS WILD! (HEY!)

MOSH—LIKE WE’RE FOREVER YOUNG! (HEY!)

If your heart says “more,” if your feet say “GO”—

CIRCLE PIT! CIRCLE PIT!

Timeless

Turn it up