歌词
[Intro]
This one's all Tony, the wildfire on the strings.
[Guitar riff]
[Verse 1]
Racing down the freeway, in the dead of night,
Engine roaring under the moon’s bright light.
The world blurs by in streaks of black and blue,
Nothing holds back when you've got nothing to lose.
[Chorus]
Lightning Stride, across the sky,
Guitar screams like a comet flying by.
Faster than sound, wild and free,
Ride the storm of melody.
[Verse 2]
Every note a thunder, every strum a flash,
Strings alight with a fiery clash.
The pulse of the beat, the rush of the flight,
A symphony of speed, bursting through the night.
[Guitar Solo]
[Guitar Solo]
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
Lightning Stride, where echoes collide,
On a steel-stringed torrent, we ride.
Blazing a trail with a sonic boom,
In the heart of the storm, we consume.
[Verse 3]
Shift into overdrive, let the chords spin,
Melodies woven from the wind.
Every riff a challenge, every line a race,
In the arena of sound, take your rightful place.
[Chorus]
Lightning Stride, a race against time,
In a blur of chords, find the sublime.
With every beat, claim your fame,
In this high-octane guitar game.
[Outro]
The pulse of the beat, the rush of the flight,
A symphony of speed, bursting through the night.
[Guitar Solo]
[Guitar Solo]
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
Lightning Stride, where echoes collide,
On a steel-stringed torrent, we ride.
Blazing a trail with a sonic boom,
In the heart of the storm, we consume.
[Verse 3]
Shift into overdrive, let the chords spin,
Melodies woven from the wind.
Every riff a challenge, every line a race,
In the arena of sound, take your rightful place.
[Chorus]
Lightning Stride, a race against time,
In a blur of chords, find the sublime.
With every beat, claim your fame,
In this high-octane guitar game.
[Outro]
Every riff a challenge, every line a race,
In the arena of sound, take your rightful place.
[Chorus]
Lightning Stride, a race against time,
In a blur of chords, find the sublime.
With every beat, claim your fame,
In this high-octane guitar game.
[Outro]
