Музыка для Тренировок, Музыка для турников, Gym Workout, МУЗЫКА ДЛЯ СПОРТА Rise of the Iron Choir

Shadows on the ground, shining under streetlights
Earning every muscle through the heavy late nights
No gym membership, just the park and the bar
Transforming the body, leaving a scar
Pulling up heavy, chin over the pipe
Believe in the grind, don't believe in the hype
Mass is accumulating, getting to the goal
Iron in the blood, fire in the soul
Rise up, let the choir sing the anthem!
Strike like a ghost, hit 'em like a phantom!
Rise up, pull the weight against the earth!
Show 'em what you got, show 'em your worth!
Typewriter pull-ups, moving side to side
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Discipline is everything, motivation fades
Sharpening the mind like a pair of double blades
I need eighty kilos, yeah the target is set
I haven't even reached my final evolution yet
We rise from the dirt.
We rise from the pain.
Through the heavy rain.
Nothing to lose, everything to gain.
Rise up, let the choir sing the anthem!
Strike like a ghost, hit 'em like a phantom!
Rise up, pull the weight against the earth!
Show 'em what you got, show 'em your worth!