Factory Eternal Video (MV)

From humble beginnings, just pickaxe and plate
To towers of tech that could seal any fate
I've min-maxed and optimized, pushed to the brink
But now that it's "finished", what am I to think
For every item crafted, every resource mined
There's a piece of my psyche forever entwined
In this digital domain that I've called my home
Now I'm leaving it all, automated and alone
Oh, my Factory Eternal, my digital friend
Your cogs ever-turning well past the end
In data you dwell, in my mind you're alive
A testament to hours - one thousand twenty-five
Remember when we started? Just a furnace and a drill
Now nuclear reactors adorn every hill
I decorated every station, optimized every line
Belts like interwoven synapses, in these industrious designs
But slowly the thrill of each new build declined
And though it felt so wrong, I left you behind
Your save file sits there silently, a tomb of my design
A monument to progress, frozen perfectly in time
In idle animation, do you wait for my return
Or is it just my guilty conscience leading my heart to yearn
Oh, my Factory Eternal, my digital friend
Your cogs ever-turning well past the end
In data you dwell, in my mind you're alive
A testament to hours - one thousand twenty-five
They say it's just a game, mere bits and bytes
But they can't quantify these sleepless nights
Of gathering, crafting, laughing at the screen
Real joy, real pride, in a world unseen
Your cogs may be fake, but my feelings are true
Each blueprint's a memory I shared with you
I grieve for the fun times, just you and I
In this virtual world where my dreams still lie
Oh, my Eternal Factory, my pixelated muse
You're more than saved data I no longer use
For hours I poured in are stamped on my soul
An emotional tax on efficiency's toll
So, here's to the factory that only I knew
A monument to moments that somehow grew
Into something bigger than the sum of its parts
A digital home, sheltering analog hearts
Oh, my Factory Eternal, my digital friend
Our time together has come to an end
But somewhere in the cloud, or deep in my drive
You'll keep on working, forever alive
A testament to time that I can't reclaim
The automated heartache of a finished game