Uploaded November 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
Inspired by: @LillithCosmicCabaret
đ **Welcome to the Velvet Vice** đ
She doesnât love â she **consumes**.
Every look a promise, every breath a trap wrapped in satin and smoke.
In her world, pleasure is command, surrender is devotion, and every heartbeat learns a new rhythm â hers.
âš **Lucifer & Lilith** open the crimson curtain for *âVelvet Vice (Lust)â* â
a dark waltz of power and temptation, where desire wears silk and sin tastes like honey on fire.
đ« **Witness the seduction:**
đ„ A whisper turns to worship, a glance becomes a spell.
đ She moves like a prayer denied â slow, deliberate, divine.
đ Every lyric drips with control, every note tightens the vice.
đ€ Lust isnât weakness â itâs empire, itâs creation, itâs the pulse beneath the skin.
This isnât romance â itâs **possession**, polished to perfection and kissed in crimson light.
Here, every sigh is sacred, every touch a confession, every fall â salvation through sin.
đ” **Genres:** Dark Cabaret | Erotic Pop | Sinister Electro Swing
đ **Perfect for:** Temptresses, worshippers of desire, and those who believe surrender is an art form
đ„ **Enter the crimson theatre:** Step into **Lust**, where silk burns, faith melts, and pleasure wears your name.
Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
Inspired by: @LillithCosmicCabaret
đ **Welcome to the Velvet Vice** đ
She doesnât love â she **consumes**.
Every look a promise, every breath a trap wrapped in satin and smoke.
In her world, pleasure is command, surrender is devotion, and every heartbeat learns a new rhythm â hers.
âš **Lucifer & Lilith** open the crimson curtain for *âVelvet Vice (Lust)â* â
a dark waltz of power and temptation, where desire wears silk and sin tastes like honey on fire.
đ« **Witness the seduction:**
đ„ A whisper turns to worship, a glance becomes a spell.
đ She moves like a prayer denied â slow, deliberate, divine.
đ Every lyric drips with control, every note tightens the vice.
đ€ Lust isnât weakness â itâs empire, itâs creation, itâs the pulse beneath the skin.
This isnât romance â itâs **possession**, polished to perfection and kissed in crimson light.
Here, every sigh is sacred, every touch a confession, every fall â salvation through sin.
đ” **Genres:** Dark Cabaret | Erotic Pop | Sinister Electro Swing
đ **Perfect for:** Temptresses, worshippers of desire, and those who believe surrender is an art form
đ„ **Enter the crimson theatre:** Step into **Lust**, where silk burns, faith melts, and pleasure wears your name.
![BattleTech Steiner Recon Doctrine
Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
In the silence of the stars, the sensors start to ping,
A shadow looms on barren ground â a monstrous, walking king.
No whispers in the comms â just thunder in the sand,
The scouts have come from Steiner, and theyre making their stand.
[Pre-Chorus]
No Locusts, no Spiders, no Jenners in sight â
Just hundred-ton behemoths, blinding with their light.
Theyâre here to scout, theyâre here to see,
By leveling your base beneath a steel stampede!
[Chorus]
We are the Scouts of Steiner!
Marching with AC-twos and gauss!
No need for stealth or silence,
When you can scout by total loss!
We bring the recon fire,
With Atlas, Zeus, and Crab in line â
Let others whisper in the dark...
We scout with battle signs!
[Verse 2]
The Davions send Ravens, the Kuritans their stealth,
But Steiner scouts with Atlas â reconnaissance by health.
A seismic wave of warnings, the tremor of the fight,
Who needs to ask âwhatâs over there?â
Just nuke it left and right!
[Pre-Chorus]
Binoculars are useless, drones are for the weak â
When Steiner scouts are coming, they make the mountain speak.
With PPCs and missiles high,
They âgather intelâ as they fly!
[Chorus]
We are the Scouts of Steiner!
Our footsteps crack the very core!
We map terrain in craters,
And leave you as a data spore!
We bring the recon fire,
With Awesome, King Crab, and Orion â
Who needs a plan or silent scan,
When youâve got steel and Zion?
[Bridge â Spoken, deep voice, with choir in background]
Sir, the scouts have returned.
â What did they find?
Nothing remains. Therefore: mission success.
[Final Chorus â Modulated up, more epic]
We are the Scouts of Steiner!
The battlefields our map and guide!
Forget your subtle sensors â
We let explosions decide!
We bring the recon fire,
With iron hearts and guns divine â
No stealth, no fear, just walking gods...
We scout in battle lines!
[Outro â Fading with wind and distant stomps]
âSteiner... scouts... reporting... all clear.â
âEverything is gone.â
âExactly.â BattleTech Steiner Recon Doctrine](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/rwLeUOTHPXs/mqdefault.jpg)
![Kojima/10 by ERICA
English Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Vocals by: @Erica_Fr
Mixing and mastering by: Max Kranich
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I bought a box, it had Snake on the cover
Was ready for stealth, for one thrill after another
Espionage in the shadows, a silent crusade
But what I unwrapped... was banana grenade
[Pre-Chorus]
I came for the mission, for tactical ops
Not shower scenes and anime pops
They promised me war, they gave me a date
With a cardboard box and a psycho in skates
[Chorus]
Kojimaaaa!
What the hell were you smokin?
My brain is broken
Iâm choking on plotlines that never make sense
Kojimaaaa!
This ainât what I ordered
Itâs memes on a border
Of brilliance and batshit again and again
#F**konami â itâs a perfect ten!
[Verse 2]
I wanted a weapon, you gave me a waifu
A horse that poops, and a dog that can high-five too
Nanomachines, son â theyâre back in the fray
And my sniperâs allergic to clothes every day
[Bridge - spoken word, dramatic whisper]
War has changed...
No it hasnât, it just got weird
Now Iâm fighting a whale made of fire and fear
And Quiet wonât talk, but she moans like a storm
Was this stealth game... or a softcore pron?
[Chorus]
Kojimaaaa!
You beautiful madman
The plot is a trash can
But I canât stop playing, Iâm sucked in again
Kojimaaaa!
Itâs chaos and glory
An anime story
Where the robots cry and the nukes make friends
#F**konami â Kojima outta 10!
[Outro]
So hereâs to the madness, the memes and the mess
To the cutscenes that last more than Game of Thrones eps
Itâs a ride, itâs a trip, itâs a fever dream blend
Kojima outta 10!, my confused little friend
#F**konami â until the end Kojima/10 by ERICA](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/tMxJLKjQWtU/mqdefault.jpg)
![Goodbye, Shang Tsung (In memory of Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa)
Lyrics and lead vocals: Zhuravliov
Guitar: Zhuravliov
Additional instruments, mixing and voice changer: Max Kranich
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I was just a boy in the glow of the screen,
Watching warriors fight in a pixel dream.
You stepped through the smoke, with a villainâs grin,
But I saw the soul that burned within.
[Verse 2]
From samurai blades to the emperors throne,
You wore every mask, but the truth was your own.
A master of menace, a king of the dark,
But off of the stage, you carried a spark.
[Chorus]
Goodbye, Shang Tsung, your soul lives on,
Through every line and every dawn.
The villains you played, the hearts that you won,
Now the curtain falls, but youâre never gone.
You were more than the roles, more than the face â
A kind, quiet light in a ruthless place.
[Verse 3]
Since the 80s I watched, through fire and fear,
Your eyes held a story I still hold dear.
You taught me that strength can be silent and wise,
Even evil can hide a hero in disguise.
[Chorus]
Goodbye, Shang Tsung, your soul lives on,
Through every fight and every song.
The villains you played, the lives that you touched,
No death can erase what you gave us so much.
You were shadow and flame, storm and grace â
A legend now lost, but time cant erase.
[Bridge]
Now the stage is bare, and the lights are low,
But your echo walks where the memories go.
The age is fading, the fire grows dim,
But the image remains â forever him.
[Final Chorus]
Goodbye, Shang Tsung â my childhood friend,
The credits roll, but this ainât the end.
You live in the frames, the echoes, the art,
In the soul of a fan with a broken heart.
You were more than a name, more than a role â
Rest now, Master, may peace claim your soul.
[Outro]
ĐąŃ ĐłĐŸĐČĐŸŃОл, ĐąĐČĐŸŃ ĐŽŃŃа ĐżŃĐžĐœĐ°ĐŽĐ»Đ”Đ¶ĐžŃ ĐŒĐœĐ”.
Đ ŃŃĐŸ ĐŸĐșазалаŃŃ ŃĐžŃŃĐ°Ń ĐżŃаĐČЎа.
ĐĄĐČĐ”ŃĐ»ĐŸĐłĐŸ ŃДбД ĐżĐŸĐșĐŸŃ, ĐĐ°ĐœŃДлДĐčĐŒĐŸĐœ... Goodbye, Shang Tsung (In memory of Cary-Hiroyuki Tagawa)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/uAoAzyO3Tko/mqdefault.jpg)
![Zenless Zone Zero Astra Yao - Celle Que Je Suis (Version Française) by ERICA
Traduction directe du chinois vers lâanglais â LÇ ZhÇruĂČ (æè·è„)
Paroles adaptées en anglais : Zhuravliov
Paroles adaptées en français et chant: @Erica_Fr
Mixage et mastering : Max Kranich
Disclaimer (English): Attention! I donât speak French, so I cannot guarantee the quality of the translation.
Avertissement (En Français) : Attention ! Je ne parle pas français, donc je ne peux pas garantir la qualité de la traduction.
Avertissement légal
Cette vidĂ©o est une Ćuvre non commerciale et transformatrice, créée uniquement Ă des fins artistiques, Ă©ducatives et de commentaire.
Elle nâa pas pour but de gĂ©nĂ©rer un profit ou un gain financier.
Cette adaptation nâest pas une sortie officielle et nâest ni affiliĂ©e, ni autorisĂ©e, ni approuvĂ©e, ni associĂ©e de quelque maniĂšre que ce soit aux dĂ©tenteurs des droits, artistes, producteurs ou studios originaux.
Aucune atteinte aux droits dâauteur nâest intentionnĂ©e.
Cette Ćuvre est mise Ă disposition selon les principes du fair use / fair dealing, notamment pour des objectifs de commentaire, de critique, de recherche, dâapprĂ©ciation culturelle et dâĂ©ducation.
Tous les crĂ©dits et droits de production originaux restent la propriĂ©tĂ© exclusive de lâĂ©quipe dâorigine :
Producteur : Wutao Yang (æšæŠéŹ)
Arrangeur : Peiyan Song (ćźćčćœŠ)
Mixage et mastering : Wei Liu (ćć·)
IngĂ©nieur du son : Shenbao Wu (ćŽèș«ćź) @ Soundhub Studios
Studio dâenregistrement : Soundhub Studios (äžæ”·ć蔫ćœéłæŁ)
Tous les droits relatifs Ă la composition originale, Ă lâenregistrement sonore et aux Ă©lĂ©ments associĂ©s sont pleinement et exclusivement rĂ©servĂ©s Ă leurs dĂ©tenteurs de droits respectifs.
Cette adaptation est présentée telle quelle, sans garantie, et uniquement à des fins non commerciales et transformatrices.
Paroles:
[Couplet 1]
Des Ă©toiles sâĂ©teignent sous les nĂ©ons,
Tout nâest que mensonge, illusion.
Vie artificielle â entrĂ©e banale, sortie superficielle,
Plus de pensĂ©e, le temps sâeffondre en parcelles.
[Pré-refrain]
Tout ce que je veux,
Devient précieux quand il est presque en feu.
Joie, ennui mĂȘlĂ©s,
Puis le dĂ©sir revient mâenchaĂźner...
[Refrain]
Je ne laisserai plus les promesses faner,
Ni les cĆurs sincĂšres se dĂ©former.
Pas de scénario, pas de plan défini,
Mais chaque pas â câest moi qui le choisis.
Que mes défauts soient vus, sans fard,
Que le vrai beauté reprenne sa part.
Celle que je suis, je la connais,
Mais personne ne lâa vue jamais.
Je ne veux plus quâon freine le bien,
Ni quâon mâĂ©touffe de venin.
Pas de scénario, pas de plan écrit,
Mais chaque choix â je le dĂ©cide, câest dit.
Je ne cache plus mes erreurs â je suis ici,
La vraie version de moi, sans faux-semblant, sans bruit.
Celle que je suis, je lâattends,
Quâon la dĂ©couvre, quâon lâentende vraiment.
[Couplet 2]
Les mots sont creux, sans vérité,
Des phrases vides, que répéter ?
Un soupçon dâĂąme, peut-ĂȘtre un cri,
Mais lâinspiration sâest perdue dans le bruit.
Ma muse se noie, sans abri,
Dans un théùtre dâor et dâennui.
[Pré-refrain]
Tout ce que jâai perdu,
Ătait-il lĂ avant dâĂȘtre rompu ?
Vide, blanc, brisé,
Et lâon oublie de remercier...
[Refrain]
Je ne laisserai plus les promesses faner,
Ni les cĆurs sincĂšres se dĂ©former.
Pas de scénario, pas de plan défini,
Mais chaque pas â câest moi qui le choisis.
Que mes défauts soient vus, sans fard,
Que le vrai beauté reprenne sa part.
Celle que je suis, je la connais,
Mais personne ne lâa vue jamais.
Je ne veux plus quâon freine le bien,
Ni quâon mâĂ©touffe de venin.
Pas de scénario, pas de plan écrit,
Mais chaque choix â je le dĂ©cide, câest dit.
Je ne cache plus mes erreurs â je suis ici,
La vraie version de moi, sans faux-semblant, sans bruit.
Celle que je suis, je lâattends,
Quâon la dĂ©couvre, quâon lâentende vraiment.
[Pont instrumental]
(instrumental)
[Dernier Refrain]
Je ne veux plus quâon souille le bien,
Ni que lâespoir sâefface au matin.
Le futur est flou, sans dessin,
Mais chaque pas â je le trace de mes mains.
Que mes défauts soient vus, sans fard,
Que la beauté renaisse quelque part.
Celle que je suis, je la connais,
Mais personne ne lâa vue jamais.
Je ne veux plus quâon freine le bien,
Ni quâon mâĂ©touffe de venin.
Pas de scénario, pas de plan écrit,
Mais chaque choix â je le dĂ©cide, câest dit.
Je ne cache plus mes erreurs â je suis ici,
La vraie version de moi, sans faux-semblant, sans bruit.
Une voix au fond mâappelle, fragile et vraie :
Celle que je suis... tu la verras, je le sais. Zenless Zone Zero Astra Yao - Celle Que Je Suis (Version Française) by ERICA](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/uFY_sKK9a_k/mqdefault.jpg)
![Phantom of the Opera Shadow in Velvet (Phantom) by Zhuravliov
Lyrics and Vocals by: Zhuravliov
French parts and image by: @Erica_Fr
Music, Mixing & Mastering by: Max Kranich
For AI paranoids: https://imgur.com/a/dqwQB7m
Christineâs Aria by ERICA: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gkEObZUdJF4
Lyrics:
[Intro]
Dans les ténÚbres... je suis roi.
In the shadows... I remain unseen.
[Verse]
Beneath the stage, where silence sings,
I dwell alone with broken wings.
The world above, a masqueradeâ
While I compose in dark cascade.
The velvet night, my sacred tome,
Each note a stone that builds my home.
You hear my voice, but not my face,
I am the ghost â without a place.
Je suis le vent dans vos rideaux,
Le cri perdu des vieux pianos.
[Verse]
They fear the mask, they fear the sound,
Yet still they come, to be spellbound.
Their hearts, like violins, I play,
And steal their dreams, then fade away.
I gave them music, gave them fire,
They gave me chains, they called me liar.
But still I write, my notes divine,
Each haunting chord â a curse, a sign.
Lamour... ce poison magnifique,
A kiss of death, so sweet, so chic.
[Bridge]
Why must I burn for love unseen?
Why must I haunt each phantom scene?
No mirror shows what lies belowâ
A soul deformed by beautyâs woe.
Yet still I dream, I dare to feel,
Though dreams are knives that never heal.
I am the night, I am the flame,
A broken man with no true name.
[Finale]
So let the chandeliers ignite,
Let music echo through the night.
And if you hear me, donât forgetâ
A ghost can love, a ghost can sweat.
My opera bleeds, my heart is real,
Though masked, I still can touch and feel.
So sing my song, and breathe my painâ
For I am Phantom, I remain.
Je suis lâamour que lâon exile...
Le dernier cri, le dernier style...
[Spoken]
Curtain falls. Silence. Phantom of the Opera Shadow in Velvet (Phantom) by Zhuravliov](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/uJSgthL4GZA/mqdefault.jpg)
![Divide et Impera 40. Resolution of the Citadel
Russian Lyrics by: @MonCaos
English Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
Context:
[Context - Spoken]
When news of the fall and rebellion was spoken,
The council convened in the Citadelâs halls.
Through logic, unyielding, though spirits were broken,
A voice of resolve echoed loud through the walls.
[Verse]
We honor the words that were carved into granite,
The Science to which we devoted our years.
Its glory upheld by the brightest on planet,
Must lead us through doubt and the shadow of fears.
The laws and the principles, rules we have followed,
That guided our climb to the stars through the strife,
Remain just as true, though the future seems hollow,
And chaos now threatens the fabric of life.
The wisdom of logic, the truths weâve uncovered,
The sums of the science our minds apprehend,
Must shape every choice, every path we have covered,
When systems grow fragile and near to their end.
Persistence in battle finds honor in pages,
Historians praise it in tales of the past.
But folly it is, when defeatâs in the stages,
To fight a lost war that was never to last.
When chessmasters stand on the brink of disaster,
With queens and with rooks swept away from their side,
Why charge like a soldier, as death draws in faster,
On desperate ventures where reason has died?
If every new move shrinks the space for decision,
And every next step brings the end into view,
Should genius not speak with unflinching precision,
Instead of adorning the truth to look new?
We act as the logic of reason demanded,
Subduing the tempest of passion and pride.
For if we ignore what its wisdom has granted,
Itâs madness, not wisdom, that claims us inside.
The blood that was spilled on the chapters of ages
Now pleads with cold numbers to temper our fight.
And hands that could cradle a bird as it rages
May warm it with care, not the fire of might.
Our deeds may be scorned by the vulgar, unseeing,
Condemned in the records of shallowest minds.
But wisdom will shine for the great human being,
And glory endure through the passage of time.
Let courage and logic together deliver
A thread we can follow through darkness and doubt.
We know, dear colleagues, the path we consider
When victoryâs dream has been snuffed fully out. Divide et Impera 40. Resolution of the Citadel](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/uhMVCi-BwI4/mqdefault.jpg)
![Divide et Impera 41. The Transformation of the Citadel
Russian Lyrics by: @MonCaos
English Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
Context:
[Intro - Spoken]
The galaxy waits with a breath held in awe,
As whispers of fate fill the infinite space.
Sly Journo prepares, with no moment to pause,
To capture each shift in this high-stakes race.
[Verse]
Fields lie drenched in the shadow of deathâs domination,
Demeterâs great leader no longer responds.
Empty echoes of battles, devoid of foundation,
Claim the leader has severed lifeâs fragile bonds.
A correction! The latest reports bring unveiling:
The Committee assumes the control of the fleet.
All the admirals gave their commands without failingâ
Move the forces to planets where safety may meet.
Rumors spread as conclusions are fought for and wrested:
The Committee seeks terms to establish a truce.
Though their offer is sealed, it is firmly suggested
That their fleet cannot linger; resistance is loose.
Breaking news! Its a shock! No, itâs worseâa disaster!
Declaration from scienceâs thrones debuts!
Through the frost of the void comes a signal far faster,
Reaching out from the silence of distant abodes.
Now weâre told with breath held for the taleâs confirmation:
That the greatest of minds in assembly agree,
Viewing all of existence in grim contemplation,
Propose paths for the cosmos, where none yet could see.
Breaking news! Hear the cries! Oh, this cannot be real!
The Supreme Councilâs verdict is bound to astound:
Showing mercy divine, they repeal, they appealâ
The grand program of panspermiaâthey shut it down!
And the colonies built by synthetic creations,
Which had pushed back the cosmosâs limiting edge,
Now are granted a gift of self-determination,
To be ruled by an offer, anothers new pledge.
Neighbor nations arise, for the moment is fleeting;
Diplomats will descend and deliver their bids.
Who shall claim these new vassals? The wise shall be meeting,
As the council determines just whose rule permits.
Wait a moment! What chaos is bred in succession?
Will the leaders stand down from this war, hand in hand?
Or like beasts, will they fight in a cruel, grim procession,
Trading lives as the galaxy burns where they stand?
How many wars shall ignite with the spoils left open?
How much tension shall boil till its breaking is loud?
When the Citadelâs schemes fall apart, left unspoken,
Will the cosmos descend to a fate darkly shrouded?
Analysts claim theres a growing opinion,
That rejecting panspermias a cunning disguise.
The experts are certain, with firm resolution,
That a devious plan hides in scientific lies.
Breaking news now! An urgent and violent upheaval!
Demeterâs fleet crushed on a far, distant world.
Ten corvettes are lost; now itâs calm, no retrievalâ
All the ships obliterated, no survivors, no pearl.
Only Fungiansâ squad and Princess Oxanna
Stood united as allies to enter the fray.
But the council announced an intent to surrender.
All the questions are silenced, their answers betray.
Itâs a lightning bolt! Thunder has shattered the skyline!
Could this be real? Letâs sit, if we stand in the storm.
For some, itâs the ghost of a victory, fragile,
For othersâa hope that brings warmth to the forlorn.
And now, it is saidâconfirmation is given!
That the Scientific Board has resigned in disgrace.
Some members withdrew to a planetary havenâ
They retired, now vanished, no longer in place.
A new council begins, with a hand on the rudder,
Now empowered to govern, and lead from today.
It will handle the wars, both in shadow and thunder,
Take command of the fleet, and decide who will stay.
Sweeping changes erupt in the Technocrat Sector!
Vassals granted the choice: break away, or remain.
Independence or contracts, they each choose their vector,
But no chains now restrict themâtheyâre freed from the strain.
Itâs a lightning bolt! Thunder has shattered the skyline!
Could this be real? Letâs sit, if we stand in the storm.
For some, itâs the ghost of a victory, fragile,
For othersâa hope that brings warmth to the forlorn.
What the empires will say isnât yet on the table.
Can we measure the end of a conflict this way?
And how long until warlords with kingdoms unstable,
See their games fading fast, like a relic in clay?
Weâll continue to track how the story keeps turning,
Though our heads spin from headlines and news we absorb.
Keeping you in the loop of each fight and returning,
Every conquest and tale of the stars we explore. Divide et Impera 41. The Transformation of the Citadel](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/vy9z1fplpL4/mqdefault.jpg)
![Divide et Impera 46. The Siege of the Citadel (Extended)
Russian Lyrics by: @MonCaos
English Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
This is an original uncut version. Russian version is two verses short.
Lyrics:
[Intro - Spoken]
And so, with no word from Pauls distant fleet,
Neo and Darus prepared for their stand.
Their forces surged forth, where the stars fiercely meet,
To challenge the void with a deadly command.
[Verse]
Enemy sighted! Prepare for the fire!
Engines at maximum! Full speed ahead!
We dive through the void, through the storm and desire,
To shatter the fateful path destiny led.
On wings built of vengeance, of faith, and of glory,
We surge to the scarlet cold depths of the night,
Where chimeras howl in explosions so gory,
And steel melts away in relentless red light.
To those who have walked through the gates of damnation,
Surviving through torrents and fire untamed,
The cannons hold nothing but grim fascination,
No terror can reach them, no fate leaves them maimed.
Twenty corvettes â a bold fleet in formation,
As one, moving forward with courage aligned.
Our columns glow bright in their cosmic migration,
Emerging from depths of the starlit confined.
Our will has been tempered in battles unceasing,
Compressed into one unstoppable core,
A wrathful avalanche, endlessly increasing,
Beyond even gods who control the stars lore!
The bursts of destruction, their dying refrain,
Are drowned by the cries of collapsing machines.
Loom up from the shadows, bright columns remain,
Their armor is gleaming like sword-edged ravines.
Two cruisers approach in the corvette-filled hive,
Ten ships in an elite, invincible squad.
A dagger of cold whispers, cutting alive:
The heart of their forcesâthe Technotratâs God!
Concealed from all crews is the deadliest reason,
The logic behind the fierce war that we wage.
No force could extract it through treason or season,
For not even torture could free it from cage.
To glory, deceitful and treacherous idol,
We offer this carnage, rejecting the cure!
For truth, like a poison, though sacred and vital,
Would weaken their hands that must fight and endure.
The gods may abhor this rebellious endeavor,
And grant us reprieves only sparingly now.
Yet spite and defiance compel us to never
Back down from the missiles that threaten our bow.
The drunken allure of the maddened starâs waltz,
That plunges blind souls into destinyâs snare,
Still sends men like us to the cold and the faults,
To wage a doomed conflict in void-stricken air.
The armor ignites in its smoldering plight,
The straining ship hull groans like fractured stone.
And leftward, a cometâs stray blaze splits the nightâ
A vessel crippled and tumbling alone.
No crewmember knows of the aim we pursue,
What drives us to fight for our victory here.
The rocketsâ fierce roars, like the gateways of doom,
Wonât let them succumb to the murmurs of fear.
The secret of letters will perish with me,
Consumed in the flames that extinguish my calls.
Better to silence it, none shall then see,
Than darken the hearts that would storm through the halls.
I see the foe swarming in fury and flame,
Our triumphs now choked by a destiny sealed.
Could all of the heroes who fell in the same
Be wasted, for daring to challenge the field?
The ships cry their anguish, the metal screams low,
As beams tear through hulls, rending fire and bone.
Unseen, yet awaiting, the dawnâs crimson glow,
The spark of a future will light what weâve sown.
Whatever is given by fortuneâs decree,
I leave now my blazing sword as my vow.
To one who will rise, crossing storms yet to be,
Igniting the timid with courage somehow.
I see him approach, stepping into my grave,
And many will risk their own lives for the cause.
Perhaps a new hero, defiant and brave,
Shall stand with his blade at fateâs merciless jaws! Divide et Impera 46. The Siege of the Citadel (Extended)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/wqtDReZyrOI/mqdefault.jpg)


![Castlevania: Curse of Darkness The Clockwork Waltz (A Song Of Saint Germain) 2026 Remastered
Lyrics by: Zhuravliov
Music and Vocals by: SUNO.ai
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
The gears all turn, the pendulums sway,
A dance begun in tangled time.
You think the world is made of clay?
It sings in code, it speaks in rhyme.
[Verse 2]
A moment lost, a moment found,
A thread that twitches in the loom.
To youâitâs simply solid ground;
To me, a stage, a spinning room.
[Chorus]
Spin once again, O grand design,
Let fate and folly intertwine.
The pastâs a ghost, the futures blindâ
And I, dear friend, am out of time.
[Verse 3]
Iâve walked through doors of burning brass,
Iâve danced with kings whoâd never die.
Iâve watched empires rise and passâ
All trapped beneath a ticking sky.
[Verse 4]
You ask me why I never fight,
Why destiny I wonât obey?
But timeâs a thief dressed all in whiteâ
He smiles, then takes it all away.
[Chorus]
Spin once again, O tangled thread,
The living chase whatâs long since dead.
The clock strikes twelve, their dreams have fledâ
While I just sip my wine instead.
[Musical Solo]
[Bridge]
Iâve seen too much to care for sides,
Too many truths, too many lies.
One age betrays, the next decidesâ
Yet all must wear the same disguise.
[Musical Solo]
[Verse 5]
So take your sword, and play your part,
The play must end, the script is done.
But knowâI guard the beating heart
Of every world beneath the sun.
[Chorus]
Spin one last time, O jesterâs waltz,
The truth is stitched with golden faults.
You seek whats real? Then take a bowâ
For nothingâs real but here and now.
[Musical Solo Fade Out]
[Outro: spoken, with a smirk]
Time... is a gentleman. But he cheats at cards. Castlevania: Curse of Darkness The Clockwork Waltz (A Song Of Saint Germain) 2026 Remastered](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/yVQe3Z1xpTM/mqdefault.jpg)