Sonic ghosts in the neon glow,
Tracing patterns of a life we used to know,
Electric shadows dance on crumbling walls,
In the urban echoes, we rise and fall.
Rebel spirits roam the avenue,
Chasing dreams hidden in the city’s gloom,
Digital silence, a haunting refrain,
Fractured dreams whisper our name.
Midnight pulse beats in time with our heart,
A thousand stories woven, a world torn apart,
Moving through dimensions we can’t comprehend,
In a tapestry of twilight, we wander, we mend.
With every breath, we're alive in the haze,
Flickering flickers of forgotten days,
We’ll scream our truth into the night,
Embracing the chaos, we’re ready to fight.
But when the dawn breaks, and shadows dissolve,
We’ll wear our scars like a badge, resolve,
In this concrete jungle, we’ve carved our place,
Together, we'll find our own saving grace.
So let the whispers guide us through the dark,
Lighting our path with every spark,
No longer lost in the fading light,
We'll rise with the dawn, leaving echoes of night.
Alternative
Sonic ghosts, Electric shadows, Rebel spirits, Urban echoes, Digital silence, Fractured dreams, Midnight pulse
Alternative
Sonic ghosts, Electric shadows, Rebel spirits, Urban echoes, Digital silence, Fractured dreams, Midnight pulse