Samurai (Zero Tool) - Smoke and Sirens (Cyberpunk 2077)
🔥 SAMURAI — “SMOKE AND SIRENS”
Every morning in Night City feels like the end of the world.
This track doesn’t creep in. It detonates.
“Smoke and Sirens” is the anthem of sleepless streets, where the morning’s alarm is a gunshot and your only prayer is making it through another hour.
💀 From the first screech of feedback, you’re not listening — you’re surviving.
The riff stutters like panic, and behind it: sirens. Always the sirens.
“Wake up to smoke, not sunrise skies / Sirens singin’ lullabies.”
Samurai here are leaner, meaner, and completely raw.
Every verse a snapshot: flickering lights, dead-end newsfeeds, broken heroes with wired nerves.
🎸 The guitar break snarls like a beast — distorted, disoriented, dangerous.
The pre-choruses hit like warnings taped to a wall in blood:
“They tell you: ‘Smile, the system’s fair.’
But truth bleeds out in the electric glare.”
Then comes the chorus — fists in the air, spit on the lens:
“Smoke and sirens — that’s our hymn,
A life on edge, with futures grim.”
This isn’t about hope.
It’s about the burn.
The rage.
The refusal to look away.
🎙 The bridge slows, drops into whispered static — like the city itself pausing to breathe in more rot:
“This ain’t a dream. This ain’t a test.
This is Night City —
And we don’t get rest.”
The final chorus is an eruption. No survivors. Just the truth, screaming like a radio no one dares shut off:
“We got no gods, no grace, no calm —
Just wired fists and raised alarms.”
“Smoke and Sirens” isn’t just a track.
It’s the soundtrack of survival.
Put it on when the sun won’t rise —
and fight anyway.
🩸 SAMURAI — “Smoke and Sirens”
[Verse 1]
Wake up to smoke, not sunrise skies,
Sirens singin’ lullabies.
Shots ring out down the block —
Coffee and corpses, tickin’ clock.
Billboard prophets, neon lies,
Another kid with hollow eyes.
This city don’t wait, don’t sleep, don’t care —
You breathe in fear with every breath of air.
[Pre-Chorus]
And every dawn feels like a dare,
You dress in shadows, choke on prayers.
They tell you: “Smile, the system’s fair.”
But truth bleeds out in the electric glare.
[Chorus]
Smoke and sirens — that’s our hymn,
A life on edge, with futures grim.
Burnin’ bright but sinkin’ low,
We live fast ‘cause we die slow.
No peace signs, no white doves —
Only steel, and static, and broken loves.
Smoke and sirens — that’s our sound,
A war cry in a battleground.
[Verse 2]
Another morning, same routine —
Gunmetal dreams and dopamine.
One more heist, one more hit,
Just to forget how deep we sit.
Preacher’s gone, the cops don't come,
Just corpos dealin’ in black-market sun.
They’ll sell your soul with a plastic grin —
Just sign below and plug back in.
[Pre-Chorus]
And every breath could be your last,
With broken glass and shattered past.
You wanna run, but there’s no way out —
So raise your voice and fucking shout.
[Chorus]
Smoke and sirens — that’s our hymn,
A life on edge, with futures grim.
Burnin’ bright but sinkin’ low,
We live fast ‘cause we die slow.
No peace signs, no white doves —
Only steel, and static, and broken loves.
Smoke and sirens — that’s our sound,
A war cry in a battleground.
[Bridge]
You hear that?
Another alarm. Another scream.
Another lie on the morning screen.
This ain’t a dream. This ain’t a test.
This is Night City —
And we don’t get rest.
[Final Chorus]
Smoke and sirens — that’s our hymn,
Ash and fire on synthetic skin.
We got no gods, no grace, no calm —
Just wired fists and raised alarms.
So pour your rage into this sound,
We’ll burn it all down, pound for pound.
Smoke and sirens — ‘til we’re gone,
We scream the truth they won’t put on.