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music box - ruin79 lyrics

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[intro]
southside p*wn on a cold gray block
dust on the counter where the gears tick*tock
a crooked shelf hangin’ on for life
between a rusted trumpet and a blood*stained knife

a music box waits like a fractured gem
a ballerina inside with porcelain skin
cracks down her cheek where the shadows distort
one arm missing and a leg cut short
eyes painted black with a hollow stare
her smile chipped crooked like she’s gaspin’ for air
a curse she sings, the threnody contorts
each note she breathes drags the mind off course

[verse 1]
the shoplight fl!ckers, atmosphere draws near
old brass breathes like a warning in fear
the box keeps hummin’ a note too low
awaitin’ the one who will wind and owe

the shop door creaks and swings wide
cold light spills in as footsteps arrive
a stranger steps forward, drawn by the sound
eyes on the shelf where the box is found
he bought it cheap off the rip on a p*wn man’s spin
who said, “wind it once and let the darkness in.”

he carried it home through the cold night air
never seein’ her eyes where they cast that stare
he set it down quiet, wound the key all the way
the shattered maiden turns around, leans close, and whispers—

“stay.”

[verse 2]
her laughter was jagged, her steps out of sync
each bar of her hymn draggin’ him to the brink

the sound poured poison through cracks in his brain
every chord wrapped tight like a puppet in chains
he tried to drown it out, but the effort denied
as she spins again, the other side replied

phantoms crawled deep in the floorboards’ veins
repeatin’ her curse like a ghost’s refrain
he could see her still dancin’ when he closed his eyes
her smile chipped crooked as the shadows rise

[chorus]
the broken ballerina sings an evil litany
each twisted chord pulls darkness for eternity
no solace waits where the lost have strayed
each reckless heart finds its price repaid
let thy sins be weighed

the gears keep grindin’, no jury, no trial
the box records truth in the devil’s file
every tick a sentence, cold and stark
sealin’ your fate with a sinner’s mark

[bridge]
his nose starts bleedin’
his hearing begins drowning in tones

a wretched deafening—threatening the beckoning
a reckoning for lessening, darkening the questioning

heightenin’ the frightenin’
brightenin’ then tighten’n

the ear*worm scatterin’, batterin’, and shatterin’
spatterin’ the gatherin’—from staggerin’ to ravin’
mentally unravelin’

his reasons collide
until he’s lost in the stratus apparatus where the madness resides

[verse 3]
the floorboards tremble, the lights all fade
a victim vindicated for the choices he’s made
he claws at the silence, fallin’ deeper in doom
the ballerina laughs as she rewinds the tune
ha*ha*ha

rope hangin’ from the rafter, his body swung still
his breath now stolen by the music’s will
as dawn crept in on a house gone grim
the box had vanished, leavin’ only him

and by dusk it settled
through oblivion’s embrace
back on the shelf, reclaimin’ its place

[chorus]
the broken ballerina sings an evil litany
each twisted chord pulls darkness for eternity
no solace waits where the lost have strayed
each reckless heart finds its price repaid

let thy sins be weighed

the gears keep grindin’, no jury, no trial
the box records truth in the devil’s file
every tick a sentence, cold and stark
sealin’ your fate with a sinner’s mark

[outro]
sunlight spills through the p*wn shop door
same cold counter, same warped floor
a whisper of gears from the shadowed rack
a drifter takes notice, somethin’ tucked in the back

glass eyes glint where the daylight bends
the story begins where the last one ends

the broken ballerina sings an evil litany…
let thy sins be weighed

- ruin79 lyrics

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