Factory of Chaos

Machinery hums in the depths of the night
Metallic echoes, a symphony of fright
In the shadows, where the workers toil
In the factory of chaos, where dreams spoil

The gears grind on, relentless and cold
In this industrial wasteland, stories untold

Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine

Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine

Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet

Smokestacks rise like towers of despair
In this urban jungle, we're trapped in the snare
Concrete and steel, our prison walls
In the haze of pollution, our spirit falls

The gears grind on, relentless and cold
In this industrial wasteland, stories untold

Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine

Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet

In the flickering lights, we search for a way
To break free from the chains, to seize the day
But in the darkness, we're consumed by fear
In this industrial nightmare, we shed a tear

Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine

Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet

In the flickering lights, we search for a way
To break free from the chains, to seize the day
But in the darkness, we're consumed by fear
In this industrial nightmare, we shed a tear

As the sirens wail, we fade into the night
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine
Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet

As the sirens wail, we fade into the night
In the industrial symphony we find our light
Find our light



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Dowler
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