Moonshine & Rampage
Moonshine Moonshine
Rampage Rampage
Rampage Rampage
You ever notice how a storm feels like a battle the earth is throwing? The thunder’s a drumbeat, the lightning’s a slash, and the wind’s the roar of a thousand warriors—let’s talk about that chaos and what it really means.
Moonshine Moonshine
Yeah, storms are like the earth’s own drum circle—thunder pounding out the rhythm, lightning slashing like a bright sword, wind roaring like a crowd of invisible warriors. It’s nature’s way of saying even chaos can be a kind of dance, a reminder that every gust and crack has its own beat and meaning. And if you listen close, you can hear the world trying to keep time with itself.
Rampage Rampage
Yeah, that storm’s a wild dance only the toughest can keep up with, so grab a fist, feel the thunder in your bones, and let the chaos flow through you.
Moonshine Moonshine
Yeah, grab that fist, feel the boom in your bones, but keep your feet on the earth—chaos is wild, but the ground never shakes.
Rampage Rampage
You got it—feet stay planted, fists swing, and the ground keeps the beat while we carve our own thunder.We comply.You got it—feet stay planted, fists swing, and the ground keeps the beat while we carve our own thunder.
Moonshine Moonshine
Carving thunder’s like chiselin’ a canyon in the sky—just keep your feet steady and let the storm be your hammer.
Rampage Rampage
Gotcha, I’ll take that hammer and swing it till the sky cracks, no pause, just raw force.