In the fading light of a rusted horizon,
We searched for answers lost in time,
With electric embers sparking under the surface,
The world was alive, so raw, so prime.
With dreams wrapped in shadows of twilight,
We danced through echoes of a silent bloom,
The night whispers softly, a melody of longing,
As the stars awaken, framing our room.
Crimson arcs paint the skies in devotion,
Each heartbeat syncs with the rhythm of the tide,
We held onto moments, like grains of sand slipping,
And spun into spirals, where memories abide.
The dusk fade bleeds into stories unspoken,
Where silence cradles the depth of our fears,
In the flicker of flames, we carved our existence,
Bearing witness to laughter that dissolves into tears.
Together we wander through this electric night,
Finding solace in shadows and light from afar,
With every heartbeat igniting the embers,
We forged our own path beneath the same star.
As the rusted horizon begins to dim,
And the electric whispers call us back home,
We’ll walk hand in hand through the realms of our dreams,
Embracing the silence, no longer alone.
For in every ending, a beginning waits,
With the promise of dawn washing over our fears,
In the heart of the night, where truth meets the bloom,
We’ll forge a new story beyond all the years.
Alternative
Rusted Horizon, Electric Ember, Dusk Fade, Crimson Arc, Silent Bloom
Alternative
Rusted Horizon, Electric Ember, Dusk Fade, Crimson Arc, Silent Bloom