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Liquid Metal Dreams 2 by tim

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Liquid Metal Dreams 2

Liquid Metal,Neutral Vocals

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Under iron skies the old banners hang, frayed and thin,
A fallen throne with a crown of cooled tin.
The ruined bell stills on the broken tower's ridge,
Shuttered sigils drip down the mossy bridge.
Black rivers run with mirror and rust,
Streetlamps gutter, swallowed by dust.
A king's pocketwatch ticks in a pawned-out hand—
A map of kingdoms folding under sand.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the steel rain, hear the shutters moan,
Smog and silver where the pillars groan.
Fingers of smoke trace the palace seam,
Where molten letters used to spell our dreams.
[Chorus]
Metal rivers, dying dreams—
Kingdoms rust, we hear them scream.
Molten sigils, shuttered flags—
Metal rivers, dying dreams.
(repeat)
[Verse 2]
Cobblestones signed with the names of the bold,
Now pocked with salt and the stories they told.
A portrait burns slow in a salted frame,
Ashes keep the outline of a once-bright name.
The captain's sword is a curved, softened spoon,
Moonlight cradles the wreckage of noon.
A ruined bell tolls once, then sighs—
Its echo counts the empty skies.
[Pre-Chorus]
Through the iron gutters, through the smoke and steam,
We pick at corners of a faded dream.
Fires that fed the halls are dying down—
We feel the weight of an old, rusted crown.
[Chorus]
Metal rivers, dying dreams—
Kingdoms rust, we hear them scream.
Molten sigils, shuttered flags—
Metal rivers, dying dreams.
(repeat)
[Bridge]
Once we knelt beneath carved gold and flame,
Now we gather shards and learn each other's names.
I lift a broken banner, tear it into thread—
We melt the past and hammer what’s ahead.
Not for a throne of glass or a ghost-made crown,
But for a single lantern to set this town.
If the bell must fall, then let it ring—
We’ll forge a new name from everything.
[Final Chorus — Variation]
Metal rivers, dying dreams—
Kingdoms rust, we hear them scream.
Molten sigils, shuttered flags—
Forge a new crown from the metal streams.
Metal rivers, dying dreams—
We lift the lantern, stitch the seams.
Molten sigils, newborn scars—
Forge a new kingdom from the dying stars.
[Outro]
In the liquid metal, in the slow-lit gloom,
We carry burned banners toward the bloom.
The bell may crack, the old days fade—
But through the metal rivers, new vows are made.