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ARC-II
v-FiUK Drill,Rap,Mumble Rap,Mittel,Überraschung,Aggressiv,Energiegeladen,Männlicher Sänger
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(Verse 1)
Drop in the dust where the sky stays divided,
Broken old world but the Riders united.
From the ruins out wide to the heights where we fight,
We roam all maps, day shadow to night.
Stella Montis whisperin’, feelin’ that decay,
Seelischer Verfall – watch the mountains start to fray.
Fractures in the stone, yeah the spirit gonna split,
You can feel the cold break when the Arc systems hit.
We spawn with a free loadout, no chains on our name,
No paywall pressure, just skill in the game.
Loot in the wind, hear the scrap metal cry,
Blueprint hunt got me lookin’ at the sky.
(Pre-Hook)
Searching for a blueprint, losing my mind,
Hours in the wasteland, nothing to find.
RNG heavy, hope running thin,
One more run, let the grind begin.
(Hook)
ARC Riders, yeah we rise from the sand,
ARC do their best just to tighten the hand.
Try to hold us back, try to block our way,
But when it goes down, we don’t fade away.
Together we stand when the Arc ignite,
Queen or machine — we end that fight.
(Verse 2)
Community strong, yeah we social and tight,
Helping new Riders survive their first night.
Sharing the loot, giving tips on the roam,
Showing lost souls how to make it back home.
But shadows move quiet, betrayal in chat,
Some only smiling while aiming you flat.
Allies one second, next second they switch,
Friendly face turnin’ cold in a glitch.
Stella Montis cracked where the spirits collapse,
Mountains split open with digital snaps.
Seelischer Bruch in the heart of the zone,
You feel so alone but you’re never alone.
ARC systems watching, adapting our play,
Deploying their forces to stand in our way.
Drones in the skyline, mechs on patrol,
They’re hunting our progress, they’re taxing our soul.
(Bridge)
But when the Queen drops down from the sky,
Metallic wings and a red glowing eye,
No more betrayal, no ego, no pride,
Riders assemble — we fight side by side.
(Final Hook)
ARC Riders, this world is ours,
Through broken lands and corrupted towers.
Blueprint dreams in a wasteland storm,
From scrap-built guns to a battle form.
ARC try everything, block every route,
But unity louder than mechanical brute.
When it’s time, we answer the call,
Together we rise — or together we fall.