decaying dreams: In shadows deep, the whispers glow,Bright green light, what do we know?Radio waves, they dance and play,Nuclear dreams, slow decay. Fallout rain, like ashes fall,Silent screams from a shattered wall.In the dark, we’re chasing fears,Echos linger through the years. Fallout rain, like ashes fall,Silent screams from a shattered wall.In the dark, we’re chasing fears,Echos linger through the years. In the ruins, we won't forget,Stories tangled with regret.Bit by bit, we’ll face the sound,In this dark, we’ll stand our ground.
