End of Cycle - A Room Without Mirrors #postpunk #gothicrock #gothic #darkwave

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(verse)
Walls talk louder when no one stays
Time folds quiet in static waves
You walk through glass without a sound
Chasing stillness that can't be found
A light flickers, not quite warm
Familiar faces lose their form
You wait for signals in the air
But silence answers, stripped and bare
(Chorus)
You ask for something that won't arrive
Hold out your hands, pretend to survive
All that remains is rust on the frame
Calling your name without any flame
(verse)
Ceilings crumble with no remorse
Footsteps vanish, but not their course
Hope feels brittle under your breath
Another version of slow death
(Chorus)
You ask for something that won't arrive
Hold out your hands, pretend to survive
All that remains is rust on the frame
Calling your name without any flame
(Bridge)
No signs left on the floor
Just questions nailed to the door
Is this the end, or just delay?
The night won’t speak, it turns away
(Outro)
Walls still talk, but not to you
Time won’t wait, it’s passing through
A room without mirrors holds no face
Just empty space, just empty space

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