0:00–0:14 | INTRO (whispers, bell, stomp)
(whisper) Flip the switch.
Crowd wakes. Boots shake. Iron hearts awake.
0:15–0:44 | VERSE 1 – THE STRATEGIST (grit, talk-sung)
I map the minutes like landmines on the floor,
counting down footfalls to settle the score.
Steel in my jaw, thunder under my skin,
every step a warning, every breath a win.
I study your tells, turn seconds into chains,
I sharpen my will like a blade against the grain.
When the doors blow wide and the spotlight screams,
I don’t chase crowns—crowns chase me.
0:45–1:06 | PRE-CHORUS (soaring build)
Glass in the glare, halo in smoke,
ghosts in the rafters, the promise I spoke—
I won’t be forgiven for carving my name;
I rise through the roar and sever the shame.
1:07–1:36 | CHORUS (anthem, call-and-response)
We live on the edge of the game! (HEY!)
Fire in the lungs, lightning in the veins.
We live on the edge of the game! (HEY!)
Storm through the gates, unbreak what you chained.
If fate is a throne, then hand me the flame—
I live, I die, I rise on the edge of the game.
1:37–2:03 | VERSE 2 – THE REBEL (melodic grit)
Scar-lined smile, I run toward the break,
I choose the collision, I welcome the quake.
Banners of doubt? I tear them in two;
rules are a cage and I’m running straight through.
Bite on the night, teeth full of light,
I leap through the sparks and make wrong into right.
Aim for the ribs of the fear in your chest—
when the horns go high, I don’t rest.
2:04–2:27 | PRE-CHORUS 2 (lift + harmony)
Ash in my hair, gold in my throat,
drums like a hammer, oath after oath.
You bring your empire; I bring a tide—
meet me mid-ramp, nowhere to hide.
2:28–2:54 | BREAKDOWN (stomp, swagger, crowd claps)
Check.
Mate.
Gate—
Break.
Count every step till the lock gives way;
I don’t knock—
I remake the doorway.
Breathe.
Aim.
Name—
Claim.
If mercy’s a coin, I toss it aside;
truth is a spear and I let it fly.
2:55–3:24 | BRIDGE (lift to sky, then drop)
I was the rumor under your skin,
I am the thunder you hold within.
Halo to crown, razor to throne,
two paths collide and become one road.
Oil on the strings, sparks on the rails—
I ride the noise where the doubt derails.
Knees to the canvas, heart to the flame—
count to forever; I won’t be the same.
3:25–3:56 | DOUBLE CHORUS (mod up, gang vox)
We live on the edge of the game! (HEY!)
Turn the night bright, let the iron rain.
We live on the edge of the game! (HEY!)
Write it in smoke, carve it in grain.
If fate is a throne, then hand me the flame—
I live, I die, I rise on the edge of the game.
(ALL) Edge of the game! (HEY!) Edge of the game! (HEY!)
Hands to the sky—remember the name.
3:57–4:00 | OUTRO (bell + breath)
(breath) Count it.
(whisper) Now.
