Paper souls drifting in the twilight glow,
Crimson rain falls where the shadows grow.
With every drop, our whispers collide,
Carving secrets in the silence, where hopes reside.
Wasted light flickers in a crumbling frame,
A twisted fate hides behind the name.
Metal dreams of a world left behind,
Rust and ruin dance in the recesses of the mind.
Ghost tears linger like echoes of lore,
Haunting the spaces we can’t ignore.
In the silence, we search for a spark,
To ignite the flames in this desolate dark.
Chasing the shadows, we run through the haze,
Caught in a spiral of untethered days.
Faded hope rises like smoke in the air,
But we keep reaching for a glimpse of repair.
In the rubble, we find our voice,
A symphony echoing, we make the choice.
Together we'll stitch the fragments we bear,
In the tapestry woven from moments laid bare.
So let the crimson rain fall, let it cleanse our wounds,
We'll sing to the twilight where our truth is attuned.
For in this journey through trials and schemes,
We'll rise from the ashes, our hearts full of dreams.
And when the day closes, just know we’ve fought,
In the end, it's the love that we’ve sought.
As the echoes fade softly, a promise so bright,
Together we're stronger, igniting the night.
Alternative
Paper souls, Crimson rain, Wasted light, Twisted fate, Metal dreams, Ghost tears, Faded hope
Alternative
Paper souls, Crimson rain, Wasted light, Twisted fate, Metal dreams, Ghost tears, Faded hope