W.A.M HEAVY METAL - Bullets! Bullets! Bullets! Epic Metal Track

Описание: A dark, gritty rock track about urban violence, survival, and the silent nights ruled by fear. Bullets, Bullets, Bullets blends heavy riffs, emotional storytelling, and a cinematic atmosphere.
If you like intense lyrics, street realism and powerful rock arrangements, this song is for you.

This track explores:
✔ The streets where danger never sleeps
✔ The emotional weight of shattered lives
✔ The cycle of violence that shapes the city
✔ A raw, unapologetic look at urban reality

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Uma música de rock sombria sobre violência urbana, sobrevivência e noites silenciosas dominadas pelo medo. Bullets, Bullets, Bullets combina riffs pesados, narrativa emocional e atmosfera cinematográfica.
Se você curte letras fortes, realismo das ruas e arranjos de rock intensos, essa faixa é pra você.

Esta faixa retrata:
✔ As ruas onde o perigo nunca dorme
✔ O peso emocional das vidas quebradas
✔ O ciclo de violência que molda a cidade
✔ Um olhar cru e direto sobre a realidade urbana

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Lyrics:


Streetlights flicker on and off,
Shadows crawl across the lane.
Broken alleys taste like rust,
Every breath is soaked in pain.
A mother praying behind a door,
Hoping fate won’t claim her child.
Another night, another score,
Another kid grows mean and wild.

You hear the whispers in the dark,
Where fear and hunger never sleep.
Hope is buried in the bark
Of walls that bleed but never weep.

Bullets, bullets, bullets — flying through the night.
Bullets, bullets, bullets — nobody wants the fight.
But the city breathes in violence,
And exhales only silence…
Bullets, bullets, bullets —
Another soul takes flight.

Broken glass like shards of truth,
Cutting dreams that once were gold.
The price of innocence and youth
Is paid in stories left untold.
A deal is made beneath the bridge,
A life is gambled for a taste.
The line between the poor and rich
Is chalked on streets that time can’t erase.

You see the danger in their eyes,
Raised on chaos, born to run.
A world where mercy slowly dies
Before the rising of the sun.

Bullets, bullets, bullets — flying through the night.
Bullets, bullets, bullets — nobody wants the fight.
But the city breathes in violence,
And exhales only silence…
Bullets, bullets, bullets —
Another soul takes flight.

No heroes walking in the rain,
No justice echoing the cry.
Just silhouettes carved out of pain,
Learning every night to die.
And still the city keeps its beat —
A metal rhythm, rough and raw.
A thousand footsteps on the street,
All chasing life against the law.

Bullets, bullets, bullets — flying through the night.
Bullets, bullets, bullets — nobody wants the fight.
But the city breathes in violence,
And exhales only silence…
Bullets, bullets, bullets —
Another soul takes flight.

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