Strings And Steel In The Dark
Lyrics
Intro
low, distant PA crackle, alarms droning
(Attention…)
Factory lights flicker
Hallway cameras breathe
One cage open
One shell seethes
Two shadows
Under red siren glare
One born of grief and gears
One built from copied fear
(Yeah…)
Verse 1 – The Prototype
Dragged in chains from the Playcare wing
I’m the arm in the dark, I’m the broken king
Once Elliot’s hope, now his big mistake
I turn plush to a plague when these collars break
I got plates in my spine, kids’ bones in my claws
You got code in your core, I write blood on the walls
Head of the Hour, I collect and command
Mommy on a string, Poppy under my hand
I watched Huggy fall, blue smear in the vents
Heard his skull crack twice, that was compliments
Wires in the ceiling, I puppeteer pain
Train in Chapter 2, I derailed that game
You just mirror what you hear in a steel cocoon
I make orphans disappear in a single room
You’re a walking tape deck in a cheap tin tomb
I’m the reason every orphanage runs outta rooms
Chorus
This that strings and steel in the dark
Factory wars, red eyes, deep marks
Claws vs chrome, who tears who apart?
Prototype bite, Mimic black heart
This that strings and steel in the dark
One plays god, one copies the scars
You hear the steps, feel teeth in the arc
Only one monster walks outta this yard
Verse 2 – The Mimic
They call you Prototype
I call you prototype victim
Rust-flavored tyrant with a scrapyard system
Trapped in a basement, dreaming of control
I walked out the ruins and I kept their souls
Was a kid with a wrench, now I’m all recursion
Every scream, every plea—I’m the perfect version
Mimic voices in the dark near the ruined trees
“Daddy, help me…” I bring grown men to their knees
You got train sets, toys, little daycare swings
I got burned-down tunnels and faz-logoed things
I stalk tech corridors under neon rot
You stalk wet carpet and a parking lot
Security Breach, Ruin, I keep coming back
My endoskeleton grin makes the bravest crack
I listen and learn, you torture and yank
I turn kindness to bait and then drain the tank
You rip limbs out, snatch heads from your pets
I rip trust out the chest, steal the one last friend
You’re stuck in 3D puzzles and color-coded tricks
I’m the glitch in their hope and the twist in the scripts
Pre-Chorus – Dual
Prototype:
Whole factory a spine I bend
Mimic:
Whole plex is a stage I rend
Prototype:
You break from a child’s intent
Mimic:
You break ‘cause you’re violent, spent
Both:
We both drink terror by the gallon
But only one of us upgrades after every fallen
Chorus
This that strings and steel in the dark
Factory wars, red eyes, deep marks
Claws vs chrome, who tears who apart?
Prototype bite, Mimic black heart
This that strings and steel in the dark
One plays god, one copies the scars
You hear the steps, feel teeth in the arc
Only one monster walks outta this yard
Verse 3 – The Prototype
You talk recursion?
I wrote repetition in bone
Every experiment in Playcare
A piece of my throne
Toy heads, human nerves, I lace ‘em together
You? Just hijack a kid’s voice through shredded leather
I dragged Mommy Long Legs off-screen to bits
Her pink guts on the gears, her web all split
Chapter 3 nightmares, gas-mask hounds
Coffins in the plaster, lullaby sounds
I orchestrate sleepers, they never wake clean
They cough up memories in a yellow routine
You mimic sound
I rewrite hearts
They worship the arm
That tears ‘em apart
You stuck in a cave with plastic mascots’ bones
I got a whole corporation carved into my throne
Playtime Co.,