I wake up at midnight with thunder in my veins, A restless echo of fire dancing in the rain. Molten scars trace memories, burning slow and deep, In the silence of shadows, my secrets silently weep.
I wake up at midnight with thunder in my veins, A restless echo of fire dancing in the rain. Molten scars trace memories, burning slow and deep, In the silence of shadows, my secrets silently weep.