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[Verse]
When the clock strikes
Everything goes still
The people stop moving
No air to push the mill.
Everything frozen, torture like hell
Always when the clock strikes 12
When the vessels open and the devil arises,
Out comes one whom everyone despises
Man in a suit
Black hair, short and straight.
A gleam in his eyes, sounds of a flute
He cleans his knife and gun, then sets the bait
[Chorus]
The clock strikes 12
And now its hell
Gun cocked
And knife stocked
Prepare to yell
Keep your door’s locked
[Verse]
When the old die, then the new come
What if that flipped and the new died?
Stanley S. 9 years old, takes his tums
His dad believes he has good grades, he lied
In school he tried
But around his brain the questions get tight
Pulled more and more till he can’t handle
Friday afternoon he starts amble
A girl a year younger walks up and asks this question
[Girl Voice]
“Hey Ther! My nameths Emily
I invite you to my dinner with my family!
Iths happening thoon so Pleeth follow me!”
[Stanley]
“Umm. Ok, why not?
I don’t like my family a lot
There’s not much I got”
[singer]
He follows and she leads
To a shed in the woods
Her body distorts
Arms growing torso expanding
A man appears with hands behind his back
Stanley stares and tries to run
The man lets him “more fun…”
Stanley runs towards a tree
He’s trying to flee
Something grabs his head
Palms on the temples
He starts to fill with dread, he knows he’s dead
He trembles
[Mans voice]
Stanley… let’s see what’s going on in your head
[Singer]
The man presses
The strength of Hercules
The kid could’ve confesseds
Or he coulda said please.
But now, the yellow tape surrrounds
A bleeding boy on the ground
[Chorus]
The clock strikes 12
And now its hell
Gun cocked
And knife stocked
Prepare to yell
Keep your door’s locked
[Verse]
72 years old man
Had plan
Veteran
Walking in the old folks home
There he roams
Looks like a gnome
Got called to the office
A visitor, looks flawless
Got up and went as slow as can be
Met a clean man named Gregory
[Gregory]
“I’ve a deal for you Mr. O’Neal
But first I want you to tell me how you feel
The last time you ate a meal
If your favorite color is still teal
If your investment you want to reel
The investment you want real
So now then kneel
Below your master
Shake my hand
And back you will get her”
[singer]
He stretched his arm out towards the old man
He gleaned with pleasure and shook his hand
Gregory crushed his palm and pulled him back
He hit the glass
Blood spattered
A new platter
A meal for Greg
The rest of old man’s teeth fell out
His eyes like spouts
He couldn’t scream he couldn’t yell
As if there was a magic spell
He heard the sound of ringing bells
The thought of 40 years ago,
With his 3 children.
In 1st, 5th, and 9th grade…
[Chorus]
The clock strikes 12
And now its hell
Gun cocked
And knife stocked
Prepare to yell
Keep your door’s locked
The man searches tonight
You can try to fight
But low chances you win
You’ll be thrown in the bin…
[Outro]
Whenever the clock strokes 12…..
Details
GeneratedSep 13, 2026
Duration3:46
LanguageEnglish
Style
Sing, rap, dark aura, clock bell ringing beat, fast paced, electric guitar and occasional triangle hit, hard somber piano, male
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Young_E_and_OpticalGModelAria v6
