“Tick-Tock” paints a haunting portrait of a world unraveling — flooded cities, burning skies, and digital dreams gone cold. With sharp, cinematic images and a quiet sense of fatalism, the lyrics capture both chaos and eerie beauty. This is not a call to action, but a whispered observation: the end might already be here, and we’re dancing in its glow.

Ein poetischer Abgesang auf eine Welt am Abgrund.
„Tick-Tock“ beschreibt in eindringlichen Bildern den schleichenden Zusammenbruch unserer Zeit – steigende Fluten, brennende Horizonte, verlorene Götter und eine Menschheit, die in Bildschirmen versinkt. Die Lyrics kombinieren apokalyptische Visionen mit leiser Poesie und einer fast resignierten Klarheit. Kein Protest, kein Trost – nur das Gefühl: Vielleicht ist es schon zu spät. Und doch tanzen wir weiter.

Tick-Tock

Sirens singing in the dead of night
Smoke crawls in through the bathroom light
A baby’s cry in a flickering flat
TV glows with another collapse

Red sky bleeding over desert roads
Another line drawn, another one blows
Preacher screams, but the gods are gone
And the news just plays the same old song

Let the satellites fall like cherry stones
Let the wolves in, we’re home alone
Let the ocean knock at the 13th floor
No god cares about our war
Let it all come down, come down in style
We’ll build a new world in the rubble pile

Oceans rising like they’ve had enough
Storms don’t knock, they just kick the door rough
Kids grow old before they learn to drive
Everyone’s armed just to stay alive

Tick-tock, it’s not just time that’s slippin’
The Earth’s been talkin’ but nobody’s listenin’
We got gods made of gold, eyes full of screens
Trading real life for digital dreams
We light a match just to see in the dark
Then act surprised when it all falls apart

Tick-tock, the clocks all blink and stall  
Tick-tock, no one's left to call

Let the satellites fall like cherry stones  
Let the wolves in, we’re home alone  
Let the ocean knock at the 13th floor  
No god cares about our war  
Let the lights go out, let the silence hum  
Let the last song play on a broken drum  
Let it all come down, soft as a sigh  
We’ll build a new world where the old one died

In the glow of what we couldn’t save
We draw hearts on a collapsin’ grave


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