[Intro] (Sound of a winding key turning — loud clicking) (Distant, creepy music box melody) [Whisper, panned left to right] "knock-knock... Who’s in charge here?" [Verse 1: Mechanical & Glitchy] Joints are creaking, porcelain grin, I’m your mirror, I’m your sin! The Witch is sparking, but her cauldron’s cold, The Scavenger patches what's rotten and old! (Sound of snapping strings — sharp crack) [Pre-Chorus] Strings are tightened — fingers shake, In your Workshop, a parade we'll make! (Tempo acceleration) [Chorus] Dance, little puppet, to my rusty beat! Everyone’s an actor, and everyone’s beat! The ring is empty, but the grinding remains, Who’ll be the first to get caught in my chains? (Orchestral stabs, heavy distorted bass) [Verse 2: Industrial Drive] Gears are howling, swallowing steel, I am the nightmare that you now feel! Order’s a lie, the truth is a glitch, Watch me spin while your spirit I twitch! I’m a rusty nail in your dying machine, I’m a pulse fading out in this eternal scene! [Chorus] Dance, little puppet, to my rusty beat! Everyone’s an actor, and everyone’s beat! The ring is empty, but the grinding remains, Who’ll be the first to get caught in my chains? [Verse 3: Cinematic Horror] The curtain’s in soot, the audience is blind, This Workshop’s a golden tomb for your mind! I juggle the ash of your birthdays past, In this theater, I’m the king at last! Porcelain face is cracking at the seams, welcome to my... gallery of dummy dreams! [Bridge: Eerie Harpsichord solo] (Slow, haunting waltz melody) [Spoken, distorted with heavy reverb] "Witch... your spells smell of burning... old man... your iron... is just junk." [Chorus: Explosive Final] Dance, little puppet, to my rusty beat! Everyone’s an actor, and everyone’s beat! The ring is empty, but the grinding remains, Who’ll be the first to get caught in my chains? [Outro] (Sound of a loud, heavy metal string snapping) (Sound of a falling wooden body) (Giggling fades into static white noise) [End]
