Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Lock in Ready check hums in my ears Chat scroll Same old dumb little fears First pull Second pull Lost count Who cares We’re here Markers Painted in red on the floor You say “breathe We’ve done this before” But your hand shakes hard on the keyboard I see [Chorus] Third Moonlight It’s the last pull now Burn it down Burn it down Don’t bow I’m your Warrior of Light on the line If we wipe Then we wipe But tonight you’re mine Third Moonlight Hear the battle cry Enrage in our eyes We refuse to die If we fall We will fall in stride With my raid at my side [Verse 2] Phase shift Arena cracks open and glows We all dance between shadows and cones One step off and your body turns stone You know Stack tight Tank calls the countdown to pain Healers whisper your first and last name “Stay alive Stay alive ” like a prayer Through the flames [Chorus] Third Moonlight It’s the last pull now Burn it down Burn it down Don’t bow I’m your Warrior of Light on the line If we wipe Then we wipe But tonight you’re mine Third Moonlight Hear the battle cry Enrage in our eyes We refuse to die If we fall We will fall in stride With my raid at my side [Bridge] HP flickers Red on my screen Battle pot taste Metal and steam Every cooldown Every small dream Thrown at this thing that’s tearing the team One last cast Hold Don’t you blink Heart at one percent You’re on the brink You say “I can’t” over heavy breath I say “Look at me We outrun death” (yeah) [Chorus] Third Moonlight It’s the last pull now Burn it down Burn it down Don’t bow I’m your Warrior of Light on the line If we wipe Then we wipe But tonight you’re mine Third Moonlight Hear the battle cry Enrage in our eyes We refuse to die If we fall We will fall in stride With my raid at my side [Outro] Lock out fades Screen goes quiet and pale But the echo of your voice still rides the veil Third Moonlight carved deep in our chat log white We were gods for a night Under pixel light
Tags
rock, Dark trip-hop / alt-rock hybrid with male vocals; swung, head-nodding drums and a gritty, side-chained bass bed. Verse 1 rides a low, whispered delivery over pulsing synth pads; chorus explodes with saturated guitars, wide analog leads, and stacked gang-style shouts. Bridge strips to sub, distant toms, and a cold arpeggio before the last chorus slams back with extra harmonies and distorted delay tails to feel like the true last phase., light, electronic
Duration
4:37
Instrumental
No
Created
1/23/2026