
(Chorus) Technique, it twists the fleeting thread, A strike unseen where moments tread. In arenas vast, where stars contend, His power shifts what fates intend. Technique, a pulse within the storm, He carves his path, a timeless form.
(Verse 2) Where warriors rise to meet their call, A cosmic stage where titans fall. He stands alone, no need for praise, His presence burns through battle’s haze. A fleeting pause, the world suspends, His art rewrites how time descends.
(Chorus) Technique, it twists the fleeting thread, A strike unseen where moments tread. In arenas vast, where stars contend, His power shifts what fates intend. Technique, a pulse within the storm, He carves his path, a timeless form.
(Bridge) No chains can bind, no eyes can trace, The rhythm of his boundless grace. Each step a cipher, each move a key, He bends the tide of destiny. No fleeting glory, no crown he seeks, His silent will is all that speaks.
(Chorus) Technique, it twists the fleeting thread, A strike unseen where moments tread. In arenas vast, where stars contend, His power shifts what fates intend. Technique, a pulse within the storm, He carves his path, a timeless form.
(Outro) Across the void, his legend weaves, A force no rival’s heart perceives. No throne to claim, no light to chase, Just mastery in time’s embrace. Technique, the shadow’s quiet art, A ceaseless spark within his heart.