Beneath the moonlit sky, the chords ignite,
A symphony of echoes, wild and free,
The thundering pulse of dreams takes flight,
In waves of sound, the soul’s raw decree.

Guitars wail like winds through ancient trees,
Drums crash like waves upon a stormy shore,
Voices rise, a chorus carried on the breeze,
In every note, a story to explore.

Hearts beat in unison with every chord,
A tapestry of passion, fierce and true,
The spirit of rebellion, deeply adored,
A legacy of fire in every hue.

So let the music carry us away,
To realms where dreams and rhythms intertwine,
In every strum, in every song we play,
The timeless spirit of rock will always shine.