Not Done Yet!

Описание: My second go at Putting together a music video.
Song inspired by struggles of life. Please leave any comments you have below, I know it's very rough but I'm new at AI and editing so any advice is useful, thanks!

Lyrics:
What do we expect from life?
All attempts to succeed, all wronged to be freed?
We expect so much, a magic touch. We all pick greed instead of need.
What should we get? That hard work and effort leads to happiness and comfort,
We need so little, why’s the world so non-committal,
The world doesn’t care, what's needed here or there.
All our hopes and fears, all far or near. We drive for the future but can’t escape our past.
I don’t care what your grand-pappy did,
Why do you care what my great-uncle may have said.
Will you still care tomorrow? When All funds dry up fast.
Screaming at the sky gets you nothing but spit,
Every promise they sold already counterfeit.
They traded our tomorrow for a quarterly hit,
Now the boardroom laughs while we choke on the grit.
The governments grin, as they commit all their sin.
they abandon our home, a some economic zone.
scream if you have to. Bleed if you must. The signal is broken… but it still cuts through the crust.
We’re not done yet. Not done yet. Not done.
Who’s keeping score when the ladder’s on fire?
Climb or burn out — same funeral pyre.
They told us “just grind”, they bled us on the wire, yet still we try to go higher.
Break the chain or wear it tighter every day,
Debt’s the new god and it don’t go away.
Blood on the pixels, rust in the frame, Still we refresh, still we play the same game.
No heroes incoming, no cavalry cry — Just the sound of the void and a hollow goodbye.
So raise your fists if you’re done with the script,
don’t bow to the pressure, let the whole thing rip.
We’re the ghosts in the signal, the glitch in the myth —
But maybe that’s enough.
Maybe the fracture’s where the light gets in,
A crack in the code, a spark in the din.
No saviors, no crowns, no fairy-tale win — Just us, still breathing, still bleeding, still in.
We never asked for the world to be kind,
But we can still carve something real from the grind.
Not redemption, not glory, not peace of mind — Just the stubborn, stupid, beautiful fight to not be left behind.
scream if you have to. Bleed if you must. The signal is broken… but it still cuts through the crust.
We’re not done yet. Not done yet. Not done.
One more breath in the ash,
one more pulse in the black,
Teeth still clenched round a future hope we snatch.
They can bury the blueprints, erase every track — We’ll rebuild in the wreckage and we won’t look back.
Not for them. Not for gold. Not for applause or a story that’s told.
Just because the heart still hammers, still cold, still bold —
We’re the last fucking echo that refuses to fold.
Scream if you have to. Bleed if you must. The signal is broken… but it still cuts through the crust.
We’re not done yet.
Not done yet.
And we’ll never be gone.



Here's the general source breakdown:
Lyrics: @Depthswalker (though the music editor altered a few)
Music: https://suno.com/
Art: https://www.vidu.com/ https://grok.com/ all based on images of my own creation. Not forgetting the model made by https://vgen.co/SashimiiiStudio
Editing: @Depthswalker