歌词
(Verse 1)
In Gearsford town, where shadows creep,
Through cobblestone streets, in twilight deep,
Clockwork hearts and iron veins,
Bound by gears and endless chains.
Steam and magic, diesel hums,
Echoes of the past, the future comes,
A village caught in time's embrace,
Where night and day share the same face.
(Chorus)
Tick-tock, the hours sway,
In the night and through the day,
Gearsford's fate, in twilight gray,
A tale of woe and hope's faint ray.
Whirring gears and whispers blend,
A song of sorrow without end,
In this town where darkness stays,
Hope and fear forever play.
(Verse 2)
Professor's dream, a quest for life,
Twisted souls in endless strife,
Arcane words and diesel smoke,
Witches' brew and broken yoke.
Evangeline, with staff of light,
Faced the madness of the night,
With courage, love, and magic's might,
She sought to bring back dawn's first light.
(Chorus)
Tick-tock, the hours sway,
In the night and through the day,
Gearsford's fate, in twilight gray,
A tale of woe and hope's faint ray.
Whirring gears and whispers blend,
A song of sorrow without end,
In this town where darkness stays,
Hope and fear forever play.
(Bridge)
Glitch and grind, the gears revolt,
Echoes of a broken soul,
In the dark, the whispers blend,
A tale of sorrow, without end.
Flying ships and zeppelins soar,
Over land where legends roar,
Trains and horses side by side,
Through the ages, they collide.
(Verse 3)
Evangeline's spell, a beacon bright,
Cut through the gears, restored the night,
Souls once lost, now free to roam,
In the village they call home.
The young woman’s tears, a heartfelt plea,
Brought the witch to set them free,
Together they faced the looming dread,
And broke the curse that bound the dead.
(Chorus)
Tick-tock, the hours sway,
In the night and through the day,
Gearsford's fate, in twilight gray,
A tale of woe and hope's faint ray.
Whirring gears and whispers blend,
A song of sorrow without end,
In this town where darkness stays,
Hope and fear forever play.
(Verse 4)
Gearsford's heart began to heal,
With each turn of the iron wheel,
The factory now silent stands,
A monument to mortal hands.
Steam and diesel, magic's glow,
Blended in the afterglow,
Of a town that found its way,
Through the night to a brighter day.
(Chorus)
Tick-tock, the hours sway,
In the night and through the day,
Gearsford's fate, in twilight gray,
A tale of woe and hope's faint ray.
Whirring gears and whispers blend,
A song of sorrow without end,
In this town where darkness stays,
Hope and fear forever play.
(Outro)
In tavern halls, we sing the song,
Of broken hearts that now belong,
To Gearsford's tale of dark and light,
Where hope and fear forever fight.
A village caught in time's embrace,
Where night and day share the same face,
Steam and magic, diesel hums,
Echoes of the past, the future comes.
