[Intro]
Wind across an empty field, a lonely piano sighs in cyan dusk.
Whisper: Welcome to Free Fire… where did everyone go?
[Verse 1]
I’m scrolling through the list of names I used to know,
Watching Offline status grow, a quiet, drifting row.
Remember landing Peak? The chaos and the fun,
Before skins and rush, we shared the only gun.
We’d pass a medkit, share a mushroom too,
The map was a playground when I played with you.
But now the grass is quiet, the Factory grows cold,
A brotherhood’s story left untold, never to be told.
[Chorus]
Oh, take me back to the days of Old Bermuda,
Before the world sped up and life grew colder.
I’m standing in the lobby, but I’m all alone,
Waiting for a teammate who’s never coming home.
No Elite Pass, no diamonds, just a simple soul,
Chasing a memory through a drifting, empty console.
[Verse 2]
The clock ticks slow in the corner of this empty skin shop,
Echoes of laughter fade as the night winds pop.
We built a tiny empire on tactics and trust,
Now the lobby’s a ghost town, only dust.
If I could press rewind to a different dawn,
We’d spin the old tunes till the sunrise was drawn.
[Chorus]
Oh, take me back to the days of Old Bermuda,
Before the world sped up and life grew colder.
I’m standing in the lobby, but I’m all alone,
Waiting for a teammate who’s never coming home.
No Elite Pass, no diamonds, just a simple soul,
Chasing a memory through a drifting, empty console.
[Bridge]
Whispered screens fade, but the bond remains patient,
In the hush of the night, I hear our names faintly adjacent.
[Chorus]
Oh, take me back to the days of Old Bermuda,
Before the world sped up and life grew colder.
I’m standing in the lobby, but I’m all alone,
Waiting for a teammate who’s never coming home.
No Elite Pass, no diamonds, just a simple soul,
Chasing a memory through a drifting, empty console.
[Outro]
Let the wind carry whispers of the old crew again,
Till the field finds sleep, and the night grants a friend.
