[Verse 1: Deep Male Voice] The night is thick with ancient cries, From those who fell, who lost the skies. Their wings were torn by time's cruel hand, Now they walk the shadowed land. [Pre-Chorus: Male Voice, longing] They search for solace, but they find, Only echoes left behind. [Chorus: Male Voice, powerful] On the wings of the fallen, we fly, Through the dark, under blood-red sky. In their tears, we find our way, Into the arms of the endless gray. [Verse 2: Low Emotional Male Voice, softer] Through silent streets, their voices call, A whisper rising with the fall. We follow where their shadows go, Into the night’s eternal glow. [Pre-Chorus: Male Voice, haunting] They search for solace, but they find, Only echoes left behind. [Chorus: Male Voice, repeated, intense] On the wings of the fallen, we fly, Through the dark, under blood-red sky. In their tears, we find our way, Into the arms of the endless gray. [Bridge: Spoken] (Falling, falling, into the night… No more light…) [Outro: Guitar fading, wind sounds]