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Alchemist
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Alchemist fue lanzado el 23 de mayo de 2026 por SH Records como parte del álbum JuggernauT
23 de mayo de 2026
Sello discográficoSH Records
IdiomaEnglish
BPM119
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Letra

They look for magic in the sky.
I forge mine in the dark.
Just iron. Just cold. Just the void.
I am the shadow that walks in the gym.
I am the reaper when lighting is dim.
I am the silence that swallows the sound.
I am the heavy weight hitting the ground.
I put the bar on my back and I drop.
I see the demons, I tell 'em to stop.
I put the key in the ignition and turn.
I watch the city in rearview just burn.
Focus is dead, and my vision is black.
There is no turning, there's no going back.
Transform the anger.
Transform the pain.
Turn all the iron right into the gain.
I am the alchemist.
Metal and shadow, the cold and the rust.
Grinding the weakness right down into dust.
Night on the highway, the tires will spin.
Fighting the war that is raging within.
Metal and shadow, the cold and the rust.
Grinding the weakness right down into dust.
Night on the highway, the tires will spin.
I am the void where the shadows begin.
Every time I look into the mirror all I see is just a ghost of a man that I used to be
Now I'm picking up the heavy metal, putting all the pressure on my muscle, turning into a machine
Never let another motherfucker get inside my head, I'm cutting off the ties, yeah I keep it clean
Late night drive, got no destination, just the isolation and the glowing of the dashboard screen.
Grip on the knurling, my hands getting numb.
Waiting for all of the reapers to come.
Pushing the limit until I go blank.
Gas in the pedal, got gas in the tank.
It's just me and the gravity.
A quiet ritual in the dark.
Every drop of sweat is a sacrifice.
Every mile driven is an escape.
Metal and shadow, the cold and the rust.
Grinding the weakness right down into dust.
Night on the highway, the tires will spin.
Fighting the war that is raging within.
Metal and shadow, the cold and the rust.
Grinding the weakness right down into dust.
Night on the highway, the tires will spin.
I am the void where the shadows begin.
Written by: Jarosław Kowalczyk
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