Текст песни
Steel clocks ticking, grinding gears,
The weight of days, the sting of years.
Smoke and shadows, fading light,
The end is near, the final fight.
Rust-stained skies, a bitter hue,
We built this world, now passing through.
Echoes linger, cold and clear,
A fractured anthem for the year.
Iron hearts and broken time,
Rewind the clocks, distort the line.
Lost in circuits, trapped inside,
The ghost of progress cannot hide.
Sparks ignite the cold decay,
Echoes scream where shadows play.
The grind of change, the gears of fate,
A year erased, a clean slate.
Burn the past, let the ashes rain,
Through the wires, we feel the pain.
Machines hum loud, a hollow cheer,
Goodbye to the ghost of the fading year.
