Above the harbor glowing red and bright She stands where steel and sky collide at night Airships drifting like a thousand dreams Ink‑born captain of the in‑between But there’s a spark inside her outline, low A hidden pulse beneath the page begins to glow Clockwork ascension — rising, rising Flesh into fire as her soul ignites Clockwork ascension — shining, shining Where the drawn girl fades and the real one rises Leather corset glowing in the copper dawn Every step says she was meant to carry on Jewels ignite like embers on her skin Sketch to skin as her true form begins The gears inside her spirit start to climb Copper wings unfolding through the spine of time Clockwork ascension — rising, rising Flesh into fire as her soul ignites Clockwork ascension — shining, shining Where the drawn girl fades and the real one rises Ink turns to embers, edges melt to gold Her eyes ignite with a truth she finally holds A flare of destiny, a spark divine She steps through the frame and she crosses the line Clockwork ascension — rising, rising Flesh into fire as her soul ignites Clockwork ascension — shining, shining Where the drawn girl fades and the real one rises
