.olden sky turning dim, I move 静かに like I was never meant for light 
夜 keeps calling, soft but deep—like it knows what I hide 
.very step got a rhythm, slow… but full of something dangerousただの影, but I leave a presence they can’t ignore
“Cold air" empty roads—I let silence fill the space
夜の中, my heartbeat low, steady like a hidden bass 
No map, no reason—just drifting where shadows feel right 永遠に lost, but never asking to be found...‽
