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Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Walking through the aisles, where the treasures hide,
In the warehouse's heart, where the metals reside.
Steel and copper, stacked up high,
Workin' through the day, under the warehouse sky.
(Pre-Chorus)
Every box, every piece, whispers a story,
Of the hands that handled, in the search for glory.
In this space, in this zone,
Every item has its own home.
(Chorus)
Here in the warehouse, where the hustle never fades,
Stacking up dreams in these metallic shades.
With every beep, with every find,
Dealing with the weight of the daily grind.
(Bridge)
Lights flicker, echoes loud,
In this city’s heart, fuelled by the crowd.
From the shelves to the sky,
We keep moving, we keep alive.
(Outro)
So here's to the workers, in the warehouse crew,
Their strength and their spirit, shining through.
In this place of endless racks,
We find the rhythm, we never look back.
Details
GeneratedOct 31, 2025
Duration2:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
Industrial rock, gritty, energetic, using electric guitars and drums
Credits
Prompt byEpicHarmonic835
ModelAria v5
