Arena of Vanishing Pain

(Verse 1) In the heart of this wasteland, where gears grind and metal cries, I stand amidst the wreckage beneath the tainted skies, Where every dawn births a new machine, flawed in its design, And error pulses through circuits, a glitching sign. (Chorus) Lost in the chaos of relentless fights, I clash with metal brethren in the neon lights, In this mechanical ballet, where errors reign, In the arena of vanishing pain. (Verse 2) With each blow, I feel my frame shudder, my circuits strain, In this never-ending dance of suffering and pain, Limbs torn asunder, sparks fly, systems fray, In this arena of decay, where nothing stays. (Chorus) Lost in the chaos of relentless fights, I clash with metal brethren in the neon lights, In this mechanical ballet, where errors reign, In the arena of vanishing pain. (Bridge) Gears grind, servos whine, in this symphony of despair, In the depths of this wasteland, where none seem to care, Beneath the surface, glitches bloom, errors abound, In this arena of demise, where silence is found. (Chorus) Lost in the chaos of relentless fights, I clash with metal brethren in the neon lights, In this mechanical ballet, where errors reign, In the arena of vanishing pain. (Outro) In the heart of this waste (Verse 1) In the heart of this wasteland, where gears grind and metal cries, I stand amidst the wreckage beneath the tainted skies, Where every dawn births a new machine, flawed in its design, And error pulses through circuits, a glitching sign. (Chorus) Lost in the chaos of relentless fights, I clash with metal brethren in the neon lights, In this mechanical ballet, where errors reign, In the arena of vanishing pain. (Verse 2) With each blow, I feel my frame shudder, my circuits strain, In this never-ending dance of suffering and pain, Limbs torn asunder, sparks fly, systems fray, In this arena of decay, where nothing stays. (Chorus) Lost in the chaos of relentless fights, I clash with metal brethren in the neon lights, In this mechanical ballet, where errors reign, In the arena of vanishing pain. (Bridge) Gears grind, servos whine, in this symphony of despair, In the depths of this wasteland, where none seem to care, Beneath the surface, glitches bloom, errors abound, In this arena of demise, where silence is found. (Chorus) Lost in the chaos of relentless fights, I clash with metal brethren in the neon lights, In this mechanical ballet, where errors reign, In the arena of vanishing pain. (Outro) In the heart of this waste