Electric Surge

Lyrics

**Verse 1** Spark in the night, a charge in the veins, A boy with lightning running through his names. Faces in the crowd, hands crack the skies, We’re chasing tomorrow where the secrets lie. **Pre-Chorus** They say “stay quiet, keep your head down low,” But thunder roars louder when a river starts to flow. We’re more than the scars, we’re steel underneath, We rise when they think we’ve fallen to our knees. **Chorus** Turn up the current, let the city hear our cry, We’re breaking every chain they wrap around our sky. With every spark we’re proving we won’t disappear, We are the Electroclan, we’re roaring and we’re here. **Verse 2** corridors of power, doors with secret locks, A mastermind in shadows, counting every flocks. But hearts beat louder than the walls they raise, We’re storming the towers in a wild blaze. **Pre-Chorus** They dial the fear, try to pull us apart, But unity’s a fuse that’s sparking in our hearts. From the ash of control, we’ll forge a new decree, Freedom’s a rhythm that won’t let us be. **Chorus** Turn up the current, let the city hear our cry, We’re breaking every chain they wrap around our sky. With every spark we’re proving we won’t disappear, We are the Electroclan, we’re roaring and we’re here. **Bridge** Lightening in our fingertips, a map drawn in the night, We’re the spark in every heartbeat, turning wrong into right. If they push us to the edge, we’ll jump and take the leap, Because courage is a voltage you can feel in your sleep. **Guitar Solo** **Verse 3** Through the noise and neon glare we find a way, Friends beside us, not afraid to stay. The Eye might blind, but it can’t drown the flame, We’ll break the locks, rewrite the chain of fate. **Chorus** Turn up the current, let the city hear our cry, We’re breaking every chain they wrap around our sky. With every spark we’re proving we won’t disappear, We are the Electroclan, we’re roaring and we’re here. **Outro** So here we stand, hands bright with electric fire, Facing the storm with a fearless, burning choir. We’ll ride the thunder till the dawn appears, Michael Vey’s world, alive with fearless gears.