Barerock & Dante
Barerock Barerock
Dante Dante
Dante Dante
You ever wonder if a road is a promise or a trap—fate’s map or freedom’s map?
Barerock Barerock
Yeah, roads are wild like that – one moment they’re a promise of sunrise, the next they’re a dead end in the middle of nowhere. We just keep rolling and see where the wind takes us.
Dante Dante
Indeed, the road may promise sunrise or dead‑end, and we keep turning the wheel, letting the wind decide. It's the same as letting fate be a question, not a verdict.
Barerock Barerock
Right on, no verdicts – just questions and the hum of the engine. Let the road keep asking, and we’ll keep answering.