Somewhere in Chernarus

[Male vocal direction: gruff rock tone, urgent, grounded, slightly strained. Neo-classical layer sits under heavy guitars.]

[Intro – distorted guitars + drums hit instantly]
We load in, sitting side by side  
Same small room, same light  
You show me your screen and I laugh  
“You’re on the wrong side”  

[Drop – full rock entry]
We drop in on opposite sides  
Same map, different lines  
She talks fast, trying to place her position  
I open the map and track her direction  

[Verse 1]
She gives names that don’t line up  
I mark her words as they come up  
Chernarus opens without edges left  
And I start routing what’s next  

[Pre-Chorus]
She keeps talking, I stay on route  
Reading roads and calling through  
I tell her where to turn and go  
She follows every line I know  

[Build]
Each move pulls her closer in  
Through forests and run-down towns
I don’t guess—I map it out  
To where we meet on common ground  

[Chorus]
We play DayZ like it’s love, like it’s war  
We connect, then we lose more than before  
Food runs out before the next town loads  
Cold builds up every time we slow  

If it’s a player, I don’t break pace  
I hold the line, she breaks away  
She runs, I stay, the world goes thin  
Still tracking where she might begin  

[Post-Chorus]
“Where are you…”  
Still moving through  
Running—running—  

[Verse 2]
Then she’s back in my visual range  
No relief, just state change  
We patch up, then we move again  
Like survival doesn’t end  

She says she’s fine, I know the truth  
We ignore what we always lose  
And still we think we’ve made it through  
Right before the world cuts loose  

[Pre-Chorus 2]
It’s hunger lines and night pressure  
Shapes moving without measure  
Now I don’t drift or break  
I hold every route we take  

[Chorus 2]
We play DayZ like it’s love, like it’s war  
Still syncing up through broken shore  
No empty hands, just what we need  
Enough to keep us both on feed  

No running blind, no losing trace  
Just shared movement, shared pace  
If we fall, we fall in sync  
Still not done, still on the brink  

[Bridge]
We stopped breaking, started building  
Mapped every corner we were filling  
Tents and walls in a fixed design  
Generators cutting through night lines  

She places things where she thinks they fit  
I structure everything around it  
From movement lost to something still  
A place that doesn’t shift or spill  

[Final Chorus]
We play DayZ like it’s love, like it’s war  
But we don’t disconnect anymore  
From scattered routes to something made  
A place we both decided stayed  

[Tag]
We call it Safe and Sound  
She shortens it down  
“Sassy base” and she’s gone  

[Outro]
Now light stays where the dark used to be  
Generators humming through every tree  
Tents hold more than we thought we’d keep  
From everything we used to be  

And if it resets, if it all goes blank  
We’ll drop back in and trace the map  
Still routing back to where we began

Grungy neo-classical rock, cinematic strings, heavy guitars, gritty male rock vocals, survival intensity, alt-rock drive