'I'm the only one left.. Serves them right..!,

CHARACTER - JENNY (SHE/HER)

VOCALS - MEGURINE LUKA V4X
TUNING/MIXING/MUSIC/VIDEO/ART - IMPOSTOR

INSTRUMENTAL - [ Ссылка ]
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fun fact the instrumental was recycled from a small 1 minute vent ditty :')

LYRICS:

Just LIKE CLOCKWORK, brass and copper, turning, spinning, always running
Tick tock tick tock, gears shift, can't talk, repair damage, oxidation
Gold inferno, blazing fire, thousands screaming, thousands dying
Sanity is withering, their consciousness is fading away
Ever marching, ever turning, soldiers fighting, endless cycle
With their fates now sealed in copper, just LIKE CLOCKWORK, prefect timing

Ohh, the quiet humming of machines it fills the room, music-
-to my ears, an ambiance to help my focus
Blueprints for the fall of humans!
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Drafted in the heat of battle
Just like ticking, canons firing
Those who live will beg for mortis
There is only one survivor

Just LIKE CLOCKWORK, brass and silver, turning, shooting, always working
Tick tock, boom, shot, reload, can't talk, bandage wounds and keep your head down
Suffocate, the ash is blinding, out of ammo, out of power
With this heat, their skins are blistered, just LIKE CLOCKWORK, all according

But when the engine's cold
And the battle has calmed and ended
Embers will fly away
And I'll see all that's died...

Just LIKE CLOCKWORK, pendulum stops, hours, minutes, angels of death
Glowing furnace, anvil, hammer, cide is born within the forge
Molten core and twisting metals, all created for one purpose
Faulty scraps left to the sidelines, never given room to glisten
(Just LIKE CLOCKWORK, divine rework)

Shifting, clicking, in the walls, grand-
-father clock, it's grand chime falls
Bent and dented, imperfections
Victims of the diamond hammer
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All flames die out, and
All wars must end
Battlefield littered all throughout the upturned Earth, the-
Corpses of the fallen victims to the diamond hammer
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JUST LIKE CLOCKWORK

Just LIKE CLOCKWORK, brass and copper, turning, spinning, always running
Tick tock, boom, shot, reload, can't talk, bandage wounds and keep your head down
Molten core and twisting metals, all created for one purpose
Born from hatred, tempered loathing, there is only one survivor
Ever marching, ever turning, soldiers fighting, endless cycle
Suffocate, the ash is blinding, out of ammo, out of power
Faulty scraps left to the sidelines, never given room to glisten
All potential, lost to time, but I'm not like you, I'm LIKE CLOCKWORK

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SOUNDCLOUD - [ Ссылка ]
BANDCAMP - [ Ссылка ]
TWITTER - [ Ссылка ]
KO-FI - [ Ссылка ]

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