An original song based on Iron Lung by David Szymanski.
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Credits.
Music Production, Lyrics, Video - Musiclide
Vocals - Tibbs from ​⁠​⁠@GridlineRapBattles & ​⁠​⁠@TheStupendium

Special thanks to ​⁠​⁠@PowerPakGames for releasing the video that inspired me to try the game out.
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Lyrics.
Ever marvel at a picture never knowing where it’s from?
Ever hid from mass extinction when it set it’s eyes upon,
Such a tiny little bother, made of metal, steel and copper,
One that’s holding on and sinking in an ocean never watered.

Down deeper in the deep deep darker depths of sea,
what may creep outside, no excuse to leave,
Where we’ve been inside, introduced a lead,
You’ll emerge alive? No guarantee.

At the surface, nothing waiting to preserve us.
Why fight against the waves when we can flow along the currents?
In the scale of the universe you serve a greater purpose.
Set sail, but make sure you never fail to alert us.

What’s down in the depths, don’t drown to expect,
a sort of life form too hard to detect,
Set course to the next, ignore all regret,
Explore the ocean and settle your debt

This is not an expedition, this is not a cry for help,
This is not a real mission, yeah, you’re lying to yourself,
When it comes to execution here’s a story you won’t tell,
You may get your execution but you won’t be freed as well.

From the info gathered from those ordered in,
You forget how strange the orbit is,
One mistake and you’ll know what torture is,
a minor case of mismatched coordinates.

To earn your freedom, no, you’ll never need a crew.
Gotta travel through the flood, the one we set aside for you,
There’s a thicker kind of ocean, likes of which we never knew,
Ever quicker through the motions, a new life will start anew.

Since the rapture’s keeping quiet, have a think on why it stopped,
Why moons were unaffected, maybe fate had just forgot.
Were you really that defiant as a person maybe not,
No reason to ascend to heaven as an astronaut.

What’s down in the depths, don’t drown to expect,
a sort of life form too hard to detect,
Set course to the next, ignore all regret,
Explore the ocean and settle your debt

This is not an expedition, this is not a cry for help,
This is not a real mission, yeah, you’re lying to yourself,
When it comes to execution here’s a story you won’t tell,
You may get your execution but you won’t be freed as well.

Doesn’t matter who you send in, doesn’t matter where you dwell,
Know the phantom light is fading and you’ll never break the spell,
When it comes to mass extinction you don’t know how far you fell,
You may get your execution but you won’t be freed as well.

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