Three Strings, One Heart

Electronic Balalaika, hard bass, 138 bpm, powerful male vocal, raspy and confident, heavy synthesizer leads, electronic Balalaika, Magic Keyboards, aggressive distorted bass, crisp electronic drums, energetic, punchy snare, build-up, drop, sidechain compression, 8/8

[Intro] Three strings cut through the midnight air Steel in the pulse, fire everywhere [Verse 1] Boots on the floor, no turning back A wooden spark on a blackened track Hands to the sky, let the pressure rise I came for the storm, not a compromise [Pre-Chorus] Count every breath, hold the line Voltage running through the spine When the room goes quiet, wait for the sign One more second, then we ignite [Chorus] Raise it up, let the whole ground shake Three strings hit like an earthquake Harder now, give me all you’ve got When the drop comes down, we take the lot Raise it up, hear the metal ring No fear left in anything Face to the flame, stand tall and proud Turn that spark into thunder loud [Build-Up] Closer Higher Feel the pressure climb Four, three, two, one [Drop] Strike it! Push it! Break through the wall! Three strings, one heart We take it all! [Verse 2] Smoke in the room, red on the gauge I write my name across the stage Bass like a blade, drums like a fist Every locked door goes on the list [Pre-Chorus] Count every breath, hold the line Voltage running through the spine When the room goes quiet, wait for the sign One more second, then we ignite [Chorus] Raise it up, let the whole ground shake Three strings hit like an earthquake Harder now, give me all you’ve got When the drop comes down, we take the lot Raise it up, hear the metal ring No fear left in anything Face to the flame, stand tall and proud Turn that spark into thunder loud [Bridge] I won’t bend, I won’t break Every scar is a choice I make From the grain of the wood to the edge of the sound I found my strength when the walls came down [Final Drop] Strike it! Push it! Break through the wall! Three strings, one heart We take it all! Raise it up! Raise it up! Turn that spark into thunder loud! [Outro] Three strings fade, but the fire remains A hard-won rhythm running through our veins