[Intro] (tick… tick…) Rain climbs the sky like it forgot how to fall, And the city rewinds—neon undone on the wall. [Verse 1] I felt the hourglass shatter in the streetlight glow, Names on my tongue that the world won’t know. Footsteps erase where the memories stand, History swallowing faces like sand. They say it’s the Storm, and it takes what it can— But I’m still here, the needle’s last hand. [Pre-Chorus] A watch on my wrist counts down the dread, Twenty-four hours ‘til the future’s dead. I pack up the seconds, I lock up the pain— A suitcase of shelter in temporal rain. [Chorus] I’m Vertin, Timekeeper—still walking through the blur, While the world turns backward, I won’t let it break you first. Hold on—inside these seams of space, I’ll carry your voice from era to era, from place to place. If the Storm steals tomorrow, I’ll steal you back— Off to the next era… I stay on track. [Verse 2] Two sides call my name like rival prayers: Cold hands in white coats, knives in the air. One wants control, one wants the crown— They’d burn the clock just to write it down. But I’ve seen what’s left when the people fade, And I won’t be the price that the world gets paid. [Pre-Chorus 2] So I gather the strange, the bright, the scarred, Arcanists hiding their hearts like cards. If time is a river that runs out of line, Then let me be the bridge—let me be the sign. [Chorus] I’m Vertin, Timekeeper—still walking through the blur, While the world turns backward, I won’t let it break you first. Hold on—inside these seams of space, I’ll carry your voice from era to era, from place to place. If the Storm steals tomorrow, I’ll steal you back— Off to the next era… I stay on track. [Bridge] (beat drops, reversed echoes) Tick… tick… Every goodbye is a number I can’t forget, Every “don’t leave me” is a debt I haven’t met. But I won’t surrender to a perfect design— I’ll haunt the machinery and bend the line. [Final Chorus] (full orchestra + choir) I’m Vertin, Timekeeper—hear the engine in my chest, Even when the calendar bleeds, I’ll protect what’s left. Come close—feel the inside of the storm go still, A room beyond the clock where we choose our will. Let them chase their answers, let them draw their map— I’ll keep you safe between the seconds… and bring you back. Off to the next era— (tick… tick…) Off to the next era. [Outro] Rain rises… But I remain.
0/500