Opposition - FNF Vs. Bambi: Strident Crisis  And  Dave and Bambi: Bambi's Purgatory

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Composed By Cynda

FNF Vs Dave & Bambi Golden Apple Edition

Ripple - FNF Vs Dave & Bambi Golden Apple Edition - OST - FNF

Cob ( V1.5 old ) Vs bambi strident crisis  dave and bambi  Friday night funkin  fnf mod ost

ＬＡＣＵＮＡ (V2 ) - Vs Dave and Bambi Fantrack by Null_y34r

Dethroned - random true expunged fantrack (by AadstaPinwheel)

𝚋ₑwᵢⅼ𝚍ₑᵣᗰₑ𝚗𝚝 - Vs Dave & Bambi Fantrack by Null_y34r

Song by ShiftyTM

ShiftyTM's Channel: https://youtube.com/channel/UC8NHfjpy6tNWgnM7889S1Ew

Art by: ElFulanoxTsu




Hortas DB Fantrack - Theoretical (Shiftys Take) - FNF Vs Bambi Strident Crisis

Composed by AadstaPinwheel (@mbosbside)

Vs. Bambi: Strident Crisis owned by joolie: https://youtube.com/@joolie

Ether (V2/Remake) - FNF Vs. Bambi: Strident Crisis [OST]

FNF Vs Bambi: Strident Crisis (FAN SONG) - 狂わせる (Kuruwa Seru) (By NULL_Y34R)

Composed by ShiftyTM: https://youtube.com/channel/UC8NHfjpy6tNWgnM7889S1Ew

Opposition (V2/Remake/ShiftyTM's take) - FNF: Vs. Bambi: Strident Crisis [OST]

GRIP GRIP
GRIP GRIP
GRIP ...

Cold iron breathes by the docks, the river keeps score,
We read the tide in heatmaps on the floor.
Ghosts in plate numbers, cash in the rain,
Thread lines through shadows, name after name.
We pull first—before the sirens know,
A fist round the rope where futures go.

No luck, only patience – patterns we tame;
Forecast, not folklore – edge of the flame.
Praevenire vincere est – learned in the night;
We write the angle before the fight.

We get a GRIP on the dark before it grips us,
Hands on the rope of the hours to come.
Action beats reaction — move like a compass,
Turn of the wrist and the city hums.
GRIP — hold, don’t slip.
GRIP — eyes ahead of the whip.

Ring road flickers, amber in rain,
Cranes like metronomes counting the strain.
We follow the echo, not just the shout,
Map what they’ll enter — then seal the route.
A needle of light through fabric of smoke,
Pull at the thread — see the pattern yoke.

No bluff, only numbers — breath on the glass;
Signal in murmurs — the future we cast.
Antverpia vigilat, under the skin,
We draw the radius, shrink it to pin.

GRIP — before they move.
GRIP — make the groove.
GRIP — set the pace.
GRIP — own the chase.

Praevenire, praeventio —
Lux ante motum, manus in funem.

Unit to unit — quiet like tide.
Mark the corridor — close from the side.
Three breaths — then pull.

We get a GRIP on the dark before it grips us,
Hands on the rope of the hours to come.
Action beats reaction — move like a compass,
Turn of the wrist and the city hums.
GRIP — hold, don’t slip.
GRIP — eyes ahead of the whip.

Rope warms in the palm, dawn thins the smoke,
Scheldt turns silver — lines we wrote.
When the city exhales, we loosen the knot —
Grip still printed where the night forgot.

Dethroned - random true expunged fantrack (by AadstaPinwheel)

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