Where the sun bleeds into shadows, I walk alone—静かに, but never weak. [ [ Dust follows every step I take ] ] 
like it knows I don’t belong to light anymore. Boots heavy, сердце cold, and a rhythm that don’t ask for permission...?¡ 夜の中で, I don’t search for peace—I create chaos that feels like music. Spurs echo like broken beats ⛓️, heartbeat steady like a low bass in the dark {
} THEY CALL IT THE WILD WEST
but I call it my stage—where silence speaks louder than words, and every glance cuts deeper than a blade.
→ No savior, no hero—ただの影 (just a shadow) moving through neon sins and golden lies. Stars above me look dead, but they still watch… 
like they know I’m not here to be saved.I ride slow & think deep , and feel nothing but the cold wind brushing past my skin ≠ In this world, trust is rare, loyalty is currency, and I ¿ I’m just a boy with a dark groove soul, dancing on the edge of chaos—永遠に lost, 永遠に free.
