We step upon the stage, masks veiled in light, Truth hides beneath the fading night. Echoes fill the hollow space, We lose ourselves behind the face. Cold drafts sweep through halls of soul, Silence shatters, steals control. Actors burning in the flame, Yearning still for grace, for shame. The crowd is full, but eyes evade, Words like steel with edges frayed. Every step a fragile guise, Breaking hearts in silent cries. Cold drafts sweep through halls of soul, Silence shatters, steals control. Actors burning in the flame, Yearning still for grace, for shame. Beneath the glow, the silence grows, Truth unveiled in final throes. We stand alone, yet intertwined, Seeking peace we cannot find. Cold drafts sweep through halls of soul, Silence shatters, steals control. Actors burning in the flame, Yearning still for grace, for shame. 𝑰𝑶𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑨𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑴𝑬 Words & lyrics by IoannaFlame — Copyright © 2026 —
0/500