Dragon Spine Saga

Currently Playing: SOME REST FOR THE WICKED | (Art Pop × Electro Rock × Light Industrial Metal)

Dive into the haunting Cyberpunk atmosphere of this Art Pop, Industrial Metal and Electro Rock anthem, exploring the heavy price of survival and the neural burden of the Dragon Spine cybernetic enhancement. A fusion of human creative vision and advanced AI tools. If you want to support me, you can buy and download the song and image on my deviantart page: https://www.deviantart.com/elka9000/art/SOME-REST-FOR-THE-WICKED-1322758107 Or just like, comment and/or subscribe :) Lyrics: I can hear the skyline breathing Through the glass and through my skin Every circuit softly dreaming Of the wars I’ve always been They call this silence mercy They call this moment peace But every second I am idle Feels like something’s missing me Wicked-Class, that’s the label Stamped in code beneath my name Filed under “unstable outcome” “Deviation from the frame” They built a line of perfect weapons I was almost what they planned Just a fraction off the function Now I’m something they can’t command I remember white-lit chambers Hands that never learned to feel They were tuning out my conscience Trying to optimize the kill They wrote my sins before I chose them Drew the line I’d never cross Now they hunt me for the failure They designed into my flaws Give me some rest for the wicked Just one night where I don’t have to be The error they buried in systems The ghost in their perfect machine I don’t need saving or heaven I don’t need mercy or grace Just give me silence for a moment Before I remember my place City lights like observation Every window watching me Every signal carries judgment From the ones who set me free Free to run but not to live Free to breathe but not belong Every step a contradiction Every heartbeat coded wrong They call me threat, anomaly A problem they erase But I was just their definition Of perfection… out of place If I was flawless, I’d be theirs If I was empty, I’d obey But something human slipped the process And they couldn’t wash away Give me some rest for the wicked Just one night where I don’t have to be The failure they tried to delete Still running inside of me I don’t need saving or heaven I don’t need mercy or grace Just give me silence for a moment Before I return to the chase I found a crack inside the system Where the noise just fades to low Where I’m not a designation Not a thing they overthrew Just a girl with borrowed breathing Watching neon skies decay Holding something almost peaceful That I know won’t ever stay Wicked-Class Entity Classification: failed perfection Termination authorized …But I’m still here Give me some rest for the wicked Let me exist without the weight Of every line they ever coded Trying to decide my fate I don’t need saving or heaven I don’t need mercy or grace Just give me one fleeting moment Where I’m more than what they made Just one night… Where I don’t have to be the end Just one breath… Before I begin again