Unison Staccato

The air is thin, the zero hour has passed
A silent promise, built too strong to last

The stage is framed in razor-sharp violet light
We stand on the edge, reclaiming the night
No room for error, no mercy for the weak
Only the rhythm that our bodies speak
A thousand hours carved into every chord
The discipline of steel, perfectly poured
The silent countdown begins in the dark

The meter locks, the pulse accelerates to max
The moment stretches, snapping every tax
We breathe as one, a singular, flawless design
This absolute precision is divine

Unison Staccato! The tyranny of speed!
Unison Staccato! Planting the perfect seed!
Symphony of the ego, an execution of doubt
There is no shadow, when the passion breaks out
We are the system, the flawless, burning machine
The purest freedom the world has ever seen

The flow takes over, the thinking mind goes blind
Leaving the chaotic, human self behind
We chase the limit, the edge of what is known
On this electric throne, we stand alone
Each note a bullet, fired and struck with grace
A vibrant stain on the emptiness of space
The ultimate control, the beautiful release

The meter locks, the pulse accelerates to max
The moment stretches, snapping every tax
We breathe as one, a singular, flawless design
This absolute precision is divine

Unison Staccato! The tyranny of speed!
Unison Staccato! Planting the perfect seed!
Symphony of the ego, an execution of doubt
There is no shadow, when the passion breaks out
We are the system, the flawless, burning machine
The purest freedom the world has ever seen

The rhythm breaks the canvas, the speed tears the sky!
We are the architects of the sound, watching the old world die!
The discipline is ecstasy, the flaw is now erased!
The ultimate perfection, finally embraced!
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Unison Staccato! The tyranny of speed!
Unison Staccato! Planting the perfect seed!
Symphony of the ego, an execution of doubt
There is no shadow, when the passion breaks out
We are the system, the flawless, burning machine
The purest freedom the world has ever seen!

Unison Staccato! The tyranny of speed!
Unison Staccato! Planting the perfect seed!
Symphony of the ego, an execution of doubt
There is no shadow, when the passion breaks out
We are the system, the flawless, burning machine
The purest freedom the world has ever seen!

EXECUTION.