[Verse] Lanterns flicker in the heavy night Shadows twist beneath the pale moonlight I hear a name I’ve never spoken A breath so cold A promise broken
[Prechorus] Echoes rise They call They call Through the veil The thin and small
[Chorus] Whispers in the smoke They pull me in A dance of ghosts Where does it begin Heartbeats thunder Louder than the drum In ghost month’s grip We all succumb
[Verse 2] A paper boat floats down the stream Carrying prayers Carrying dreams The incense curls A serpent’s tongue The past and present become one
[Prechorus] Drums of fate They pound They pound In this space Where none are bound
[Chorus] Whispers in the smoke They pull me in A dance of ghosts Where does it begin Heartbeats thunder Louder than the drum In ghost month’s grip We all succumb
A zene stílusa
starts slow and eerie with whispers and deep bass, electronic, deep, builds into a dramatic and intense chorus, modern vietnamese, electronic beats with traditional sounds, dramatic, beats, slow