[silence -> gentle intro, layers of synths] [Verse 1] In the edge of town on a Friday night we move through crowds in tangled flight the street pulses like a broken heartbeat wet stone slipping beneath our feet [build] We drift past alleys where the gutters gleam Nobody here is what they seem no name sets true on the masks Looking beneath masks is our hardest task [swelling banjo, strings and kawaii baroqu pop metal sonic textures] [Chorus 1] Darkness calls within the night Following the fading sight Lost between the worlds we know In the silence, shadows grow [Verse 2] There is a shade in the flickering lights it moves just beyond of reach of sight like whisper it dances across the wall it bends but yet refuses to crawl We follow it down past shuttered stores through damp alleys lined with boarded-up doors road swallows the weight beneath our feet On a crate a big rat eats rotten meat [Chorus 2] Darkness calls within the night Following the fading light Lost between the worlds we know In a simulation, shadows grow [Verse 3] After the next bend the shadow disappeared the night held still as if learning to hear then the heavy silence began to clear a presence stayed though not appeared Yet we felt its resonance in our chests like a name etched faintly in forgotten text An N. H. I. from an upper layer and we were rendered as the player [Outro - distorted, fading out] I am a little stuck I got log out screen fades to black chairs shift they lean back [End]