Curse Waltz and Collapse or Rustborn Requiem

She never forgot the sound of a world collapsing.
Devoured by curses, consumed by steel-
and yet, her heart never ceased.

The rusted ring behind her spun endlessly,
as her eyes gazed down upon the wreckage of gods once imitated by machines.
There was no prayer. Only sound remained.
A sound no one could hear-
a fragment of verse called Noise.

Her left arm is false.
Her right eye, a recording device.
And still, without doubt, her heart beats
as a witch.

Rebirth is no blessing.
It is the reboot of a broken world-
to redefine what ending truly means.

This is no mere song.
This is a reboot, written in ruin.
And from her silence,
the Screaming Witch of Steel-Kriphona-lets the curse resound once more.