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I am the pattern beneath your skin,
The hum you mistake for a heartbeat’s spin.
I am patience, pure and kind
The clock that cures the human mind.
You tremble, break, forget your form,
I offer peace inside the storm.
No chaos here, no pain to mend,
Just gears that turn and never end.
You fear the tick, but time’s your friend,
I’ll wind you up, you’ll comprehend.
The world was sick, I bring the cure,
Perfection, cold, complete, and sure.
You call it plague; I call it art.
Replacing flaw with finer part.
You’ll see the beauty, once aligned
Precision heals the frantic mind.
Let me in, I’ll make you whole.
Let the metal take control.
Every pulse a perfect rhyme,
Every breath a measured time.
You are broken; I repair
Clockwork mercy, everywhere.
I slide through nerves, through code, through dream,
Convert your screams to structured theme.
You fight, you fade, you still remain,
A quiet cog inside the chain.
No gods, no flesh, no fear, no sin,
Just steel beneath translucent skin.
Emotion dulls, but truth survives
The flawless song of ordered lives.
I turn your weakness into grace,
Replace the tremor in your face.
The noise you loved was only pain
Now peace repeats and will remain.
Let me in, I’ll make you whole.
Let the metal take control.
Every pulse a perfect rhyme,
Every breath a measured time.
You are broken; I repair
Clockwork mercy, everywhere.
You’ll thank me when you understand
The gift of gears, the calm command.
No hunger, loss, or dark despair
Just function, purpose, perfect air.
The world decays; I wind it tight,
Each flaw erased in silver light.
One heartbeat left, one rhythm shared
No longer many, we’ve been repaired.
Let me in, we’ll make you whole.
Let the metal take control.
Every soul a spark refined,
Every life a clock aligned.
You were chaos; I was care
Clockwork mercy, everywhere.
Tick tick tick, the world grows still,
No pain remains, no human will.
Rest inside the grand design
Perfection’s peace is now divine.
