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Over The Moon

ZERO RITUAL - SHATERED PIECES - STUDIO MASTER - 2025

"Go for Broke (Revisited)" pays homage to the 442nd Regimental Combat Team, a unit of Japanese-American soldiers in World War II who became one of the most decorated combat units in U.S. military history. The song reflects their unparalleled bravery, perseverance in the face of discrimination, and unwavering commitment to the motto that defined them: Go for Broke.

This is a rework of lyrics and music style of my earlier release Go For Broke.

[Verse 1]
They took our names, but not our pride,
From camps to warfields, side by side.
With loyalty denied at home,
They marched as ghosts in olive chrome.

Steel in stride, they held the line,
Through shattered skies and twisted spine.
Silenced sons with hearts unchained,
They fought with fire through hate ingrained.

[Pre-Chorus]
Blood and honor...
The debt was deep, but still they rose.

[Chorus]
Go for broke—ignite the flame,
Through the storm, through endless shame.
Blades of courage, forged in smoke,
The world now echoes what they spoke.
No retreat, no shame to show—
The fearless cry: Go for Broke!

[Post-Chorus]
For they stand...
Go for Broke!
For they stand...
Go for Broke!

[Verse 2]
In Vosges dark, their valor burned,
Each soul a spark where silence churned.
“Rescue the Lost!”—no breath to spare,
They stormed the fire with death laid bare.

Red stained snow where legends bled,
Their grit inscribed where angels tread.
From bloodied ground to mythic prose,
They rose like giants 'midst their foes.

[Pre-Chorus]
Hearts of steel...
Their fate was sealed, but never broke.

[Chorus]
Go for broke—ignite the flame,
Through the storm, through endless shame.
Blades of courage, forged in smoke,
The world now echoes what they spoke.
No retreat, no shame to show—
The fearless cry: Go for Broke!

[Post-Chorus]
For they stand...
Go for Broke!
For they stand...
Go for Broke!

[Bridge]
Through fire and frost, they bore the name,
Their country blind, their duty flame.
Denied at home, but not by fate—
Their honor built a stronger state.

[Breakdown]
"No fear. No doubt. No turning back.
Through death and ash—we lead the attack!"

GO... FOR... BROKE!

[Extended Final Chorus]
Go for broke—ignite the flame,
Through the storm, through endless shame.
Blades of courage, forged in smoke,
The world now echoes what they spoke.
No retreat, no shame to show—
The fearless cry: Go for Broke!

[Outro]
Through fire and blood, their spirit spoke...
GO... FOR... BROKE!
No fear. No doubt. No turning back.
Their legacy: Go for Broke.

Go For Broke (Revisited)

"Burn Through Me" was born from the feeling of being trapped inside a version of yourself the world expects — and the desperate need to break out, even if it means burning everything down.

The song explores what it means to live in extremes: the addictive cycle of performing strength while silently falling apart, the contradiction of fame and emptiness, and the seductive draw of self-destruction as a form of freedom.

It was created as a cathartic anthem for anyone who's ever felt fake in their own skin, screamed behind closed doors, or lived with a fire they couldn’t explain — one that both fuels them and threatens to consume them.

The breakdown isn’t just musical — it’s spiritual. It’s the moment you stop pretending.
The chorus isn’t just catchy — it’s a cry for meaning in chaos.

In a world that tells you to be perfect, “Burn Through Me” is a war cry for imperfection, vulnerability, and the beauty of breaking loudly instead of silently disappearing.

BURN THROUGH ME

Renewed

already dead

No One To Hold Me

Always My Fault

[Title: NIGHT RIDER – GoolZan]

[Intro]

City hum on my skin, headlights like prayers
I learned to outrun pain on midnight stairs
[pause]
I ain’t lookin’ for heaven—just clean air

[Verse 1]

Rent due, heart blue, one eye on the clock
Burner phone buzzin’, I ghost every block
Mama said “slow,” but the world don’t stop
Trauma in the rearview, teeth on the lock

Chrome-lip dreams, but the past got teeth
I stitch up the night just to try and breathe
If love is a toll, I paid with a sleeve
Scars spell maps that you wouldn’t believe

Gas on my sins, neon on my tongue
Shadow on the dash say “where you from?”
I floor the ache till the silence hums
Blacktop prayers, I don’t play numb

[Pre-Chorus]

I been runnin’ from a version of me
Shadow in the glass say “let it be”
I press down harder, hear the engine speak
[rise]
If the light turn red, I still chase the streak

[Chorus]

I’m a Night Rider, 200 miles? per hour.
Neon on my tongue, pain turnin’ into power
Devils in the lane, try to keep me sour
I kiss the dark—watch the fear devour
I’m a Night Rider, 200 miles? per hour.
City on my back, fate on the counter
Pray with the gas, talk to the tower
If I don’t make dawn, tell the night I’m louder

[Post-Chorus]

Ride… ride… ride…
I burn, then bloom on the other side

[Verse 2]

Blackout curtains, insomnia tax
I learned how to dance with a panic attack
Short breath, long road, truth in the cracks
Every “never” I broke like glass

Mind like a highway—lanes on fire
You call it reckless, I call it choir
Every bad memory, cheap barbed wire
I turn ’em to smoke in a midnight tire

Quiet in the cab, windows low
Knuckles on the wheel, let the bruise go
If dawn don’t answer, I ride solo
Name in the fog where the ghosts slow

[Pre-Chorus]
[filter]
If I stall, I fall—so I keep it in gear
Hope in the dash, ghosts in the mirror
I ain’t what I was, but I’m still right here
[rise]
Streetlights crown me when I disappear

[Chorus]

I’m a Night Rider, 200 miles? per hour.
Neon on my tongue, pain turnin’ into power
Devils in the lane, try to keep me sour
I kiss the dark—watch the fear devour
I’m a Night Rider, 200 miles? per hour.
City on my back, fate on the counter
Pray with the gas, talk to the tower
If I don’t make dawn, tell the night I’m louder

[Bridge]

I ain’t runnin’ from love—I’m runnin’ to breath
I ain’t scared of the fall—just scared of regret
If the past show teeth, then I bare my neck
[glitch]
Break… then build… that’s the dialect



[Final Chorus]

I’m a Night Rider, 200 miles? per hour.
If the pain want smoke, I bring it a flower
Turn my wounds to ink, sign my power
I don’t beg light—I make it shower
I’m a Night Rider, 200 miles? per hour.
City on my pulse, fate on the counter
Edge of the dawn, I refuse to cower
If I don’t see sun, I still tower

[Outro]

Sirens to silence, breath gets clean
Night gave me claws, day gave me steam
If you hear my name in the neon hour—
Tell ’em I rode through the fear… and devoured
[tapestop]

NIGHT RIDER – GoolZan

Life is a chain made of choices.
Every link got a voice in it.
You’re waiting on signs from the sky—
But what if the sign… is you?

You’re in the room but you feel stuck still,
Trapped in the silence that you won’t kill.
No “go,” no “stay,” just spinning wheels,
Afraid to move, afraid to feel.
The clock don’t rush, it waits on you,
But fear talks louder than the truth.
You hum the song of “maybe not,”
But every maybe leaves you lost.

What’s holding on to you so tight?
Is it safety… or just disguise?
If nothing changes, time will ask:
“Why’d you let your future pass?”

Today, you’re choosing your tomorrow,
For the self you dream at night.
Will you stay in borrowed sorrow—
Or walk into your fight?

You’re not weak, you’re just unsure,
But healing knocks on open doors.
Today for tomorrow—
You’re the spark you’re waiting for.

You want a promise, want it clear,
But change don’t whisper in your ear.
It shows up trembling, cold and raw,
And asks: “Will you walk at all?”
What if the fear is just the gate
To something real you’ve yet to face?
And peace is waiting past the ache—
But first, you gotta break.

(You keep sayin’) "I’m waitin’ for a sign, a shift,
some push from the sky, some magic lift.”
But truth is, nothing moves till you do—
the mountain you fear is just part of you.
You pray for clarity,
but ignore the mirror.
You say you’re stuck,
but the door’s way nearer
than you think—it’s cracked, it’s open wide,
but stepping through means killing pride.
You talk ‘bout comfort like it’s peace,
but peace don’t shrink, it releases.
Comfort’s a blanket over rot—
you warm in it, but you forgot…
You forgot what your soul sounds like,
buried it deep under “Not tonight.”
“Not this week,”
“Not while I’m tired,”
But time don’t pause when you’re uninspired.
You scared of failing,
so you stall on purpose.
But every “safe” choice
is still a version
of death—a slow one, masked as calm.
You’re bleeding dreams, but showing palms.
What if no one’s coming to drag you out?
What if it’s you who’s gotta shout—
gotta break, gotta scream,
gotta say: “This ain’t my dream!”
Gotta leave what feels like home
to build a place you’ve never known.
And maybe you fall, maybe you cry,
maybe you fail a hundred times.
But silence never wrote a song.
Stillness never proved fear wrong.
You ain’t broken—just delayed,
caught in shadows that you made.
But even dusk can birth a dawn—
if you decide to carry on.

(Yeah, today) you’re shaping your tomorrow,
Every breath a brushstroke wide.
Will you stay beneath the shadow,
Or step into your light?

The chain is open,
The key is you.
Your future’s waiting,
Say: “I’m coming through.”

(Yeah, today) you’re shaping your tomorrow,
Every breath a brushstroke wide.
Will you stay beneath the shadow,
Or step into your light?

The chain is open,
The key is you.
Your future’s waiting,
Say: “I’m coming through.”

Today for Tomorrow

Cheap Disease

25 to Life

Ein explosives Rock-Manifest voller Wut, Schmerz und Hoffnung. Zwischen düsteren Nächten, inneren Kämpfen und dem Verlangen nach Erlösung entfaltet sich ein Sound, der rohe Rap-Energie mit brachialen Gitarren, atmosphärischen Synths und hymnischen Refrains verbindet. Jeder Song ist ein Schrei aus der Tiefe – laut, verletzlich, kompromisslos.

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