Rap-metal / alternative metal fused with industrial, driven at 124 BPM. Downtuned distorted guitars hit palm-muted chugs and syncopated riffs over punishing live drums, metallic kick-snare punch, glitch edits, scratch FX, and a relentless ticking-clock layer. : echo-drenched rap verses, forceful clean/raspy chantable chorus, dramatic bridge, explosive ending with a hard cut.
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30.08.2026
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Текст песни
**[Intro: Heavy guitar downtempo, low recitative with build‑up]**
Tick‑tock… Tick‑tock… Can you hear the pulse? It’s not a metronome — it’s a step!
Time is a noose, not a river,
You’re not a wave — you’re dust on fate’s sleeve.
There’s no “later”, there’s no “I’ll make it”,
Just a race where the finish line’s a trench.
**[Verse 1: Crisp rap over a kick drum]**
Seconds are clips, minutes are bullets,
We’re hostages of this soulless chase.
Each breath is a shot to the silence’s head,
Each exhale — debts that we’re bound to pay.
I don’t waste words, I throw them in the furnace,
My style’s a crowbar, breaking the surface.
Clocks aren’t on my wrist — the dial’s in my chest,
It whispers “Run!”, it screams “Don’t fall!”
I run through concrete, I feel no pain,
Time’s a dictator on an iron reign.
My rhythm’s scrap metal, my voice is a charge!
Who’s left standing — has won hell’s wager!
**[Chorus: Powerful rock vocals, chanting, guitar riffs]**
**TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE! There’s a wall at your back!**
**Blood’s replaced by war in your veins, that’s a fact!**
**I smash the clock! I tear fate apart!**
**We’re not guests here — we’re death’s dark art!**
**TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE! It’s a scream, not a moan!**
**New day — new fight, new raid, new throne!**
**It calls! It calls! IT CALLS!**
**[Verse 2: Tempo speeds up, aggressive flow, shifts to a scream]**
Yesterday’s ashes, tomorrow’s a mirage,
Reality’s a blade — that’s my gauge.
Through smoke and sirens, through clatter and steel,
I hammer my step in the roaring reel!
Don’t wait for permission, don’t wait for a sign from above,
Life’s a cage, but we’re breaking the roof!
Time’s an executioner with an axe at its back,
Whoever slows down gets washed by the rack.
My timer doesn’t tick — it grinds and it gnaws,
It rips “take it easy” right out of my paws.
Every moment’s a razor’s sharp edge,
Time’s not a judge — it’s the battlefield’s pledge!
**[Chorus: Even harder, with backing vocals and a scream]**
**TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE! There’s a wall at your back!**
**Blood’s replaced by war in your veins, that’s a fact!**
**I smash the clock! I tear fate apart!**
**We’re not guests here — we’re death’s dark art!**
**TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE! It’s a scream, not a moan!**
**New day — new fight, new raid, new throne!**
**It calls! It calls! IT CALLS!**
**[Bridge: Rhythm shift, dark clean vocals + distortion, then guitar solo]**
Sand through the fingers… shadows on walls…
We’re just sparks in the veins as they fall.
But as long as my heart pumps the concrete’s beat,
I choose to burn, not to fade, complete.
Death’s not defeat — defeat’s the fear,
Life’s a flash that leaves wreckage here.
I won’t give back a single second, I swear,
My mark in history — a jagged scar.
**[Outro: Explosive tempo, maximum aggression, breakdown]**
Time waits for no one! Forward! Forward!
The world is on fire? Then it’s my order!
I am the strike! I am the blast! I’m not a shade!
My time is now! The past is waste!
**[Slowdown, heavy groove, words spaced out over cymbal hits]**
**TIME… WAITS… FOR… NO ONE…**
**[Sudden cut. Silence. One guitar string hit — like a full stop.]**