[Intro] "Step into the meadow..." / "Ängen vaknar..." ~The dew on your skin remembers dreams~ A shimmer, a pulse, electric and alive~ "We see you..." They dance beneath the fog and wire~ Silver roots hum under tired feet~ "Kom, vila..." (gentle breath, left ear) ~Their eyes like mirrors — too bright to be kind~ [Ethereal build] Voices twine / through the static air~ Each tone a thread of warmth and fear~ “Stay a while…” / “Stanna här…” ~The meadow breathes — the ground is near~ You feel your pulse unspool~ "Let it go, let it fall..." ~Your breath dissolves / your name undone~ Under the veil, the night hums on~ L↔R] They circle / laughing low~ (Whispers overlapping): “Du är vår nu…” ~Hands of mist / lips of frost~ The meadow feeds on what you lost~ [Climax] "Please—let me—" (Stay...) Electric veins / divine decay~ Ängens dimma takes you away~ [R→L] (Whispers dissolving:) “Sleep… drift… glöm...” ~The morning finds no trace of you~
