dreamland-(remastered).mp3

Tick. Tok.
This deck’s got teeth, Pan.
You hear it? That’s your children counting down.

[Verse 1 — Hook speaks, low and playful then cold]
You think the sky makes you holy, kid?
I clipped that halo, hung it on my rig.
Look at ’em—rowed up like choirboys, mouths full of songs.
I’m the preacher who wrote the wrongs.
First name off the list — Tommy’s grin went quiet,
I taught him hush, turned his laugh to a bittie.
No bells, no sermon, just the plank and the rope,
Said a prayer for his neck and called it “hope.”
You flinch? Good. I like that sound—sharp like a coin,
Every twitch is interest on the time you owe.

[Hook — chant, heavy sub]
Tick—tock—one by one, they fall,
Clockwork coffin, hear the call.
Raise the sail, paint it black,
I pick the boys and never look back.
Tick—tock—hear that cry?
Time takes children, never asks why.

[Verse 2 — Hook grows colder, narrating the second removal]
Second candle snuffed—Mikey thought he’d hide,
I pulled him from the shadows, still had a grin to his eye.
He tried to bargain—kid said “Please, sir, not me.”
I taught him trade: swallow fear, hand me the key.
I stowed his name in the hull, a tally in the keel,
Now his footprints’re ghosts where the saltwater steal.
You wanted a war, Peter? I’m doing it slow,
Slicing minutes from your armor so your courage will go.
Every boy’s a lesson; every lesson’s a crack,
I take ‘em quiet, so the rest don’t fight back.

[Bridge — soft, deranged lullaby cadence, then snap]
Hear the waves whisper Judas names,
Each one a bell that rings for me.
I could end you quick—smash your wings—
But spectacle’s currency where the pirate king sings.

[Verse 3 — Hook keeps removing them, his voice theatrical]
Number three—Robbie—tried to cry brave, spit defiance,
I taught him silence: one lash, then compliance.
You watching? This is schooling, Pan—pay attention, boy:
How a myth gets taught to die without a noise.
I knot their promises to anchors and let ‘em sleep,
No myths left alive to tell the truth or weep.
You see the way your boys fall like thrift-store saints?
I collect their mercy and I trade it for paints—
Paint the sails with your children’s names, neat as sin,
So every harbor knows the debt you’re in.

[Hook — louder, more menacing]
Tick—tock—one by one, they fall,
Clockwork coffin, hear the call.
Raise the sail, paint it black,
I pick the boys and never look back.
Tick—tock—watch them die,
Time is patient — it taught me how to lie.

[Verse 4 — Hook’s “oh-shit” moment: a cruel reveal]
You thought I’d stop at three? Child, I built this rack,
This clock’s got teeth—there’s a secret in the back.
I carved your laughter into a compass that spins,
Said “Bring me Pan” and let the slaughter begin.
Little Jack screamed for Mum—didn’t get her face,
Got the sea, got salt, got my slow, steady pace.
I feed the tide your boys, make the sea memorize,
All the names you failed to teach your skies.
You breathe quick, Peter—good—sound of a broken promise;
I like the way fear tastes when it’s yours to harness.

[Bridge 2 — Hook taunts, circles Pan vocally]
Every tick a finger in your future’s seam,
Every tock unravels one more dream.
You hear their silence? That’s your lesson plan,
I’m the teacher, Pan—welcome to the final exam.

[Final Hook — crescendo; the drum hits like cannon fire]
Tick—tock—one by one, they fall,
Clockwork coffin, hear the call.
Raise the sail, paint it black,
I pick the boys and never look back.
Tick—tock—this deck’s a shrine,
For every lost laugh, I collect a line.

[Outro — Hook leans in, voice low and intimate]
You begged for magic—now watch what I do with it.
One hand for the clock, one hand for the hook.
You remember the taste of your first flight? Smell it — iron and salt.
When I’m done with them, Peter, I’ll teach you to drown in your vault.
Tick. Tick. The last boy’s breath is a coin in my palm.

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