The night unfurls its velvet tongue,
Whispering secrets through the cracks of stars.
In the silence, melodies curl,
Echoes of dreams trapped in cosmic jars.
Whispering secrets through the cracks of stars.
In the silence, melodies curl,
Echoes of dreams trapped in cosmic jars.
Fortune dances upon the lunar dew,
An astral waltz in the cradle of night.
Galaxies whisper what they already knew—
That heartbeats are stardust, fading from sight.
An astral waltz in the cradle of night.
Galaxies whisper what they already knew—
That heartbeats are stardust, fading from sight.
Drawn lines in the sky—constellations speak,
A language of light, of shadows, unique.
In the breath of the void, hear the ancients sigh,
For fortunes unveiled in the blink of an eye.
A language of light, of shadows, unique.
In the breath of the void, hear the ancients sigh,
For fortunes unveiled in the blink of an eye.