WorldBox Tomorrow

Upbeat funk balad, loving male vocals, holy vibes

March 31, 2025 at 5:02 PMv4

[Intro]

[Verse]
The finger of a god is not to be trifled with.
Tumbling light from the giver of pain and gifts.
Long have we awaited his blessed rain,
After crying, wailing, whining, feeling all the pain

[Chorus]
After all these months of pain,
After a time of going insane.
After watching people lose their brain,
After watching the poor gods crying in the rain.

After watching many internal wars,
Gods licking their wounds and their leperous sores.

World Box Tomorrow!

[Verse]
Maxim, hear our prayer
We know the box is almost there
Give us this day our daily bread
My steam account is almost dead

We need...World Box Tomorrow!

[Bridge]
The box of memories
The box of life and death,
The box of Gregorys
The box of the givers of breath.

[Chorus]
After all these months of pain,
After a time of going insane.
After watching people lose their brain,
After watching the poor gods crying in the rain.

After watching many internal wars,
Gods licking their wounds and their leperous sores.

World Box Tomorrow!

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro, crying]
World Box Tomorrow...
Oh, World Box comes Tomorrow...
Yeah, World Box is Tomorrow...

[Intro] [Verse] The finger of a god is not to be trifled with. Tumbling light from the giver of pain and gifts. Long have we awaited his blessed rain, After crying, wailing, whining, feeling all the pain [Chorus] After all these months of pain, After a time of going insane. After watching people lose their brain, After watching the poor gods crying in the rain. After watching many internal wars, Gods licking their wounds and their leperous sores. World Box Tomorrow! [Verse] Maxim, hear our prayer We know the box is almost there Give us this day our daily bread My steam account is almost dead We need...World Box Tomorrow! [Bridge] The box of memories The box of life and death, The box of Gregorys The box of the givers of breath. [Chorus] After all these months of pain, After a time of going insane. After watching people lose their brain, After watching the poor gods crying in the rain. After watching many internal wars, Gods licking their wounds and their leperous sores. World Box Tomorrow! [Guitar Solo] [Outro, crying] World Box Tomorrow... Oh, World Box comes Tomorrow... Yeah, World Box is Tomorrow...