One more flight
metal, Epic Latin metal banger with male vocals; galloping double-kick under palm-muted Phrygian riffs, congas and timbales locked to chugging guitar. Verses ride tense, syncopated grooves; chorus explodes with heavy brass stabs and wide power chords. Mid-song percussion breakdown featuring layered hand percussion, then full-band return with soaring lead guitar harmonies. Vocal hooks up front, gritty but melodic., latin metal, soul
One more flight
metal, Epic Latin metal banger with male vocals; galloping double-kick under palm-muted Phrygian riffs, congas and timbales locked to chugging guitar. Verses ride tense, syncopated grooves; chorus explodes with heavy brass stabs and wide power chords. Mid-song percussion breakdown featuring layered hand percussion, then full-band return with soaring lead guitar harmonies. Vocal hooks up front, gritty but melodic., latin metal, soul
Lyrics
Intro
Sliding doors
Neon signs
Jet fuel heat in the night air
Passport in my shaking hand
Heart already in mid‑flight
Verse 1
Steel birds screaming on the runway
I’m a storm inside this suit
Duty-free ghosts in the glass light
But I’m dreaming of the pit and the boots
Boarding call cuts through the small talk
Ticket straight into the blaze
Metal studs on my old backpack
Drumming out forbidden praise
Chorus
I’m walking through the fire
Feel the rhythm in my veins
Breaking every border
Breaking all the chains (hey!)
Dance with the metal soul
Till the skyline turns to gold
Dance with the metal soul
I was born to lose control
Verse 2
Gate signs flicker in katakana
Coffee shaking in my hand
Customs line
I taste the thunder
Like an outlaw in a foreign land
Every step a marching heartbeat
Every stare a silent dare
Stamp hits down like a war drum
I just grin and climb the stairs
Chorus
I’m walking through the fire
Feel the rhythm in my veins
Breaking every border
Breaking all the chains
Dance with the metal soul
Till the skyline turns to gold
Dance with the metal soul
I was born to lose control (oh yeah)
Bridge
[Percussion breakdown builds
Toms
Congas and timbales trading patterns
Claps rise under distant brass stabs]
Runway lights
In my eyes
Hear that roar
Time to rise
One more flight
Into flame
Every mile
Screams my name
Chorus
I’m walking through the fire
Feel the rhythm in my veins
Every mile I’m farther
From the life that kept me caged
Dance with the metal soul
Let the old world fade and fold
Dance with the metal soul
’Til my boarding call is cold