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Twiggy And Stone - The Saxos Eulogy

[Verse I] After the pitstop at the Milkstop tomb, We rode through the twilight’s silver womb. Music bleeding like a wounded angel, Screaming hymns of youthful doom. Twiggy’s hands — two sober shadows — Guided us through Foxt’s cold breath, While Stone laughed drunk on midnight, Blind to the omen of death. [Pre-Chorus] And the stars turned their faces, As if scared of whats to come… [Chorus] The Saxo died beneath the cold blue sun, Twice she tumbled — the damage done. Her ghost rose up as the night begun, And a piece of our hearts came undone. We walked alone… Leaving behind the wreck we’d known. [Verse II] Foxt to Ipstones — like serpents track, Moonlight pale on the tarmac’s back. Mud rose up like a demon’s claw, Dragging tyres into its maw. Twiggy fought with frantic grace, A sober knight in a losing chase. But destiny bit with a frozen grin, And the world began to spin and spin. [Pre-Chorus] And gravity laughed with a funeral grin, As the world spun its iron violin… [Chorus] The Saxo died beneath the cold blue sun, Twice she tumbled — the damage done. Her ghost rose up as the night begun, And a piece of our hearts came undone. We walked alone… Leaving behind the wreck we’d known.. [Bridge] Steam rose like the ghost of her last breath, A pale cathedral of mechanical death. The Treasury knelt — a medic in the moon’s cold throne, Counting heartbeats like fallen stones. We lived… But the road took something it will never return. [Verse III] There she lay — our metallic saint, Twisted like a prayer gone wrong. Her radiator hissed a serpent’s requiem, A death-rattle masquerading as song. We touched her shell — warm with fading life, As if she might still wake and roar… But the night had sealed her spirit, Behind its silent, steel doors. [Final Chorus] The Saxo died beneath the cold blue sun, A ritual ending no soul could outrun. She slipped in the mud where the shadows begun, And she carried our innocence, every last one. Now we walk on… Haunted by the ghost of the ride that’s gone. [Outro] In the ashes of the engine’s sigh, We whispered to the broken sky… Not just to the Saxo… Something in us also died.