Cryptic Echoes - Factory of Chaos Lyrics

Machinery hums in the depths of the night
Metallic echoes, a symphony of fright
In the shadows, where the workers toil
In the factory of chaos, where dreams spoil
The gears grind on, relentless and cold
In this industrial wasteland, stories untold
Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine
Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine
Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet
Smokestacks rise like towers of despair
In this urban jungle, we're trapped in the snare
Concrete and steel, our prison walls
In the haze of pollution, our spirit falls
The gears grind on, relentless and cold
In this industrial wasteland, stories untold
Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine
Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet
In the flickering lights, we search for a way
To break free from the chains, to seize the day
But in the darkness, we're consumed by fear
In this industrial nightmare, we shed a tear
Beneath the steel sky, we march in line
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine
Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet
In the flickering lights, we search for a way
To break free from the chains, to seize the day
But in the darkness, we're consumed by fear
In this industrial nightmare, we shed a tear
As the sirens wail, we fade into the night
In the pulse of the machines, we find our shrine
Lost in the rhythm of the industrial beat
In the heart of the city, where souls meet
As the sirens wail, we fade into the night
In the industrial symphony we find our light
Find our light