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La squadra della 104 (Intro – Ciccio, Pietro, Mimmo) Siamo pronti, si scende giù, armi in mano, loot a volontà, ma c'è sempre qualcuno che rovina tutto… Enzo, stavolta che combinerai? (Ritornello – Tutti) 🔥 La squadra della 104, 🔥 pronti a combattere, sempre sul pezzo, ma Enzo che pusha, lo scontro è già perso, Capo Krikri urla: “Mo’ ti ammazzo, te lo giuro adesso!” (Verso 1 – Capo Krikri) Enzo, ma che fai? Fermati un po’, sei partito da solo, sei morto di bot, io c’ho cure, shield e mooving perfetto, ma grazie a te siamo tutti sotto. (Verso 2 – Enzo) Capo, lo so, stavolta ho sbagliato, ho visto un cespuglio, ho pushato sparato, ma ero convinto fosse una vittoria, mo’ invece è l’ennesima storia… (Pre-Ritornello – Mimmo & Pietro) Ci serve un piano, giochiamo safe, ma Enzo di nuovo fa il solito errore, Capo Krikri si arrabbia, esplode, “Così ci lasciamo, trovatene un altro, bro!” (Ritornello – Tutti) 🔥 La squadra della 104, 🔥 pronti a combattere, sempre sul pezzo, ma Enzo che pusha, lo scontro è già perso, Capo Krikri urla: “Mo’ ti ammazzo, te lo giuro adesso!” (Bridge – Capo Krikri & Enzo) Capo Krikri: “Enzo, ti prego, sta’ calmo un po’!” Enzo: “Ma io volevo fare l’eroe, bro!” Capo Krikri: “Ma l’hai capito che muori da solo?” Enzo: “…Vabbè, però ho fatto uno knock!” (Outro – Tutti ridendo) Enzo che pusha, Krikri che sclera, ciccio, mimmo e pietro a guardare la scena, un’altra partita buttata via, ma siamo la 104… e questa è la nostra vita!

La squadra della 104 (Intro – Ciccio, Pietro, Mimmo) Siamo pronti, si scende giù, armi in mano, loot a volontà, ma c'è sempre qualcuno che rovina tutto… Enzo, stavolta che combinerai? (Ritornello – Tutti) 🔥 La squadra della 104, 🔥 pronti a combattere, sempre sul pezzo, ma Enzo che pusha, lo scontro è già perso, Capo Krikri urla: “Mo’ ti ammazzo, te lo giuro adesso!” (Verso 1 – Capo Krikri) Enzo, ma che fai? Fermati un po’, sei partito da solo, sei morto di bot, io c’ho cure, shield e mooving perfetto, ma grazie a te siamo tutti sotto. (Verso 2 – Enzo) Capo, lo so, stavolta ho sbagliato, ho visto un cespuglio, ho pushato sparato, ma ero convinto fosse una vittoria, mo’ invece è l’ennesima storia… (Pre-Ritornello – Mimmo & Pietro) Ci serve un piano, giochiamo safe, ma Enzo di nuovo fa il solito errore, Capo Krikri si arrabbia, esplode, “Così ci lasciamo, trovatene un altro, bro!” (Ritornello – Tutti) 🔥 La squadra della 104, 🔥 pronti a combattere, sempre sul pezzo, ma Enzo che pusha, lo scontro è già perso, Capo Krikri urla: “Mo’ ti ammazzo, te lo giuro adesso!” (Bridge – Capo Krikri & Enzo) Capo Krikri: “Enzo, ti prego, sta’ calmo un po’!” Enzo: “Ma io volevo fare l’eroe, bro!” Capo Krikri: “Ma l’hai capito che muori da solo?” Enzo: “…Vabbè, però ho fatto uno knock!” (Outro – Tutti ridendo) Enzo che pusha, Krikri che sclera, ciccio, mimmo e pietro a guardare la scena, un’altra partita buttata via, ma siamo la 104… e questa è la nostra vita!

(Verse I – Haunting, Intimate) We woke beneath a blood-red sky, Chained like ghosts the world passed by. No names, no past—just breath and dread, Two broken girls the traders fed. Tossed to beasts, our lives dismissed, But fate had fangs and did not miss. The bears, not monsters, saw us torn— And in their den, we were reborn. --- (Chorus I – Rising, Layered Strength) I am thorn and I am flame, The balm, the blade, the beast untamed. A healer’s hands, a hunger sworn— I am blood. I am thorn. --- (Verse II – Darker, Revealing) My first wound bloomed like something sweet, A secret thrill I dared not speak. Where others cried, I found my grace— The thirst that carved into my face. I drank from pain, and yet I healed, With every knot, with scars concealed. A touch that soothed, a need unshamed— The fire fed, but never tamed. --- (Bridge – Reflective, Soft) My sister laughed, she knew me well, The dance we shared through light and hell. We never aged, though years grew cold— Two shadows caught in stories old. --- (Chorus II – Broader, More Fierce) I am thorn and I am steel, The wound that bites, the touch that heals. With holy scars and wrath reborn— I am blood. I am thorn. --- (Final Verse – Triumphant, Eternal) The world forgets the pain it sows, But I remember. I still grow. The Lord on the Rack endures through me— A martyr’s flame, a beast set free. “My unborn children hit harder than that,” I smile, as I begin the dance. --- (Final Chorus – Full, Resounding) I am thorn and I remain, Through mother’s love and battle’s bane. With mercy fierce and fury worn— I am Roselyn Nightthorn.

(Verse 1) Raindrops tapping like your name on my phone, Trying to drown the memories, but I’m all alone. City lights glisten, but they feel so dim, Every corner whispers where we used to begin. (Pre-Chorus) And I can hear your laughter mixing with the storm, Faded pictures in my mind, where we were warm. The sky’s a canvas painted grey, But your vibes still linger in the shadows today. (Chorus) Oh, the rain’s got a way of bringing you back, Every single drop, like an echo in black. Nostalgia hits, like a wave on my chest, In the storm, I remember the best of our mess. (Verse 2) Coffee cup steam rises, memories in the air, You and me spinning round like we didn’t care. But time's a thief, and it slipped right through, Now I’m left with the afterthought of you. (Pre-Chorus) And I can hear the music soft beneath the clouds, Stories wrapped in shadows, can’t keep them out. The thunder rolls, it feels like a sign, Calling me back to the days when you were mine. (Chorus) Oh, the rain’s got a way of bringing you back, Every single drop, like an echo in black. Nostalgia hits, like a wave on my chest, In the storm, I remember the best of our mess. (Bridge) Puddle reflections, they show who we were, You in your laughter, me lost in your blur. Dancing in the downpour, hearts chasing the light, But now I just wander through this endless night. (Chorus) Oh, the rain’s got a way of bringing you back, Every single drop, like an echo in black. Nostalgia hits, like a wave on my chest, In the storm, I remember the best of our mess. (Outro) So let it rain, let it pour, wash away the pain, But these memories stick, like a song in the rain. With every drop falling, I’ll never forget, You’re the storm in my heart, a beautiful regret.

(Verse 1) The walls talk, but I don’t listen, Clock hands move, but time feels missing. I paint the cracks, make ‘em look clean, Who needs fixing when you can’t be seen? (Pre-Chorus) And I know, yeah, I know, How to smile just right, Say the words on cue, Make the world think I’m alright… (Chorus) But the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (Verse 2) Coffee’s cold, but I still drink it, Windows closed, but I still feel winded. I write down dreams I won’t chase, Fold ‘em up, tuck ‘em in a safe place. (Pre-Chorus) And I know, yeah, I know, How to fake the fight, Keep the mask in place, Make the world think I’m alright… (Chorus) But the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (Bridge - Softer, Almost Whispered) Call it tired, call it change, Call it growing through the pain. Call it nothing, call it fine, But even glass wears down with time… (Final Chorus - Bigger, Raw Emotion) And the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (I swear, I’m fine, really...) (Outro - Fading, Resigned) The walls talk, but I don’t listen...

(Verse 1) The walls talk, but I don’t listen, Clock hands move, but time feels missing. I paint the cracks, make ‘em look clean, Who needs fixing when you can’t be seen? (Pre-Chorus) And I know, yeah, I know, How to smile just right, Say the words on cue, Make the world think I’m alright… (Chorus) But the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (Verse 2) Coffee’s cold, but I still drink it, Windows closed, but I still feel winded. I write down dreams I won’t chase, Fold ‘em up, tuck ‘em in a safe place. (Pre-Chorus) And I know, yeah, I know, How to fake the fight, Keep the mask in place, Make the world think I’m alright… (Chorus) But the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (Bridge - Softer, Almost Whispered) Call it tired, call it change, Call it growing through the pain. Call it nothing, call it fine, But even glass wears down with time… (Final Chorus - Bigger, Raw Emotion) And the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (I swear, I’m fine, really...) (Outro - Fading, Resigned) The walls talk, but I don’t listen...

(Verse 1) The walls talk, but I don’t listen, Clock hands move, but time feels missing. I paint the cracks, make ‘em look clean, Who needs fixing when you can’t be seen? (Pre-Chorus) And I know, yeah, I know, How to smile just right, Say the words on cue, Make the world think I’m alright… (Chorus) But the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (Verse 2) Coffee’s cold, but I still drink it, Windows closed, but I still feel winded. I write down dreams I won’t chase, Fold ‘em up, tuck ‘em in a safe place. (Pre-Chorus) And I know, yeah, I know, How to fake the fight, Keep the mask in place, Make the world think I’m alright… (Chorus) But the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (Bridge - Softer, Almost Whispered) Call it tired, call it change, Call it growing through the pain. Call it nothing, call it fine, But even glass wears down with time… (Final Chorus - Bigger, Raw Emotion) And the floors creak under all this weight, And the mirror’s got too much to say. I keep the lights on, keep my head high, But I’m running out of ways to lie. Oh, I’m fine, really... (I swear, I’m fine, really...) (Outro - Fading, Resigned) The walls talk, but I don’t listen...

(Verse 1) Di desa sunyi ku tempa baja Dari bara merah dan denting senjata Namun panggilan datang dari kedalaman Gema tambang bisikkan tantangan (Pre-Chorus) Paluku tak hanya untuk perang Jiwaku terbuat dari bara yang terang (Chorus) (Chorus) Aku turun ke dalam kegelapan Dengan nyala bara dalam genggaman Di bawah tanah, di perut dunia Kudengar suara besi dan luka Api dan baja, darah dan nyali Ku tempa takdir di lorong sepi Tak gentar meski bayang menyapa Pandai besi melawan gelap dunia (Verse 2) Lorong-lorong bernafas dingin Raksasa batu menunggu di ujung jalan Tapi aku bukan hanya tukang besi Aku pemahat takdir dengan tangan berani (Pre-Chorus) Baja tak berarti tanpa nyali Dan nyala api takkan mati (Chorus) Aku turun ke dalam kegelapan Dengan nyala bara dalam genggaman Di bawah tanah, di perut dunia Kudengar suara besi dan luka Api dan baja, darah dan nyali Ku tempa takdir di lorong sepi Tak gentar meski bayang menyapa Pandai besi melawan gelap dunia (Bridge) Jeritan logam, runtuhnya batu Kutempa harapan dalam debu Sekali palu menghantam duka Seribu cahaya lahir dari luka (Final Chorus) Aku turun ke dalam kegelapan Dengan nyala bara dalam genggaman Di bawah tanah, di perut dunia Kudengar suara besi dan luka Api dan baja, darah dan nyali Ku tempa takdir di lorong sepi Aku pandai besi—penempa cahaya Di tengah gelap, ku bawa nyala

I'm going back to Bethlehem again, Where the harvest fields stretch far as sin, And though the road is dark, I won't pretend, Naomi, I am staying till the end. (Pre-Chorus) Your God is my God, your home is my home, Through famine or through fire, I won’t go alone. The reapers in the fields, the whispers in the night, I see His hand, I trust His light. (Chorus) I will stay, I won’t turn away, Even if the sky turns black and gray. And if mercy calls me by my name, I will wait, I will stay. (Verse 2) A stranger gleaning in the fields of grace, A sovereign plan, a destined place. And when he speaks, my heart’s undone, Boaz sees what I’ve become. (Pre-Chorus) Your God is my God, your home is my home, Through famine or through fire, I won’t go alone. The threshing floor at midnight’s call, I place my trust, I give my all. (Chorus) I will stay, I won’t turn away, Even if the sky turns black and gray. And if mercy calls me by my name, I will wait, I will stay. (Bridge) Kinsman redeemer, love so divine, A future unfolding, a promise in time. The lineage of kings, the seed of the Lamb, Through Ruth and Boaz, salvation stands. (Outro) I’m going back to Bethlehem again, Where a love was written by His hand.

They said work real hard pull up your boots, the road to fortune all starts with you But the rent keeps climbing , the wages stay low and one on top well they won’t let go. They say the market knows what’s fair but tell me brother do you see it care. Oh, the wheels keep turning the rich stand tall. Some build towers while others crawl, they call it freedom they call it fate but tell me sister who holds the weight. Now some folks dream of a world that’s kind where no one’s hungry, and no one’s left behind. But promises stretch, and coffers run dry. Who makes the choices and who asks why? They say the people should decide, but power never steps aside. Oh the wheels keep turning the hands still trade, the names keep changing but the deals stay the same. They call it progress the call it right. But tell me friend who owns the light. Maybe it ain’t just left or right maybe the answer is clearer sight a little control, a little free a world where we can finally breathe. The banks go digital the papers fade. Numbers move but the debts remain. The more it changes the more we see, it still takes more to just break free. Oh the wheels keep turning the rich stay fed while working hands still earn in sweat. They call it balance they call it faster but tell me darlin who decides the weight. Maybe one day we’ll get it right where wealth don’t mean who owns the night.