DeadInside & Pearlfang
DeadInside DeadInside
Pearlfang Pearlfang
Pearlfang Pearlfang
Did you know there's a tale of a drowned town that whispers back your deepest regrets? I find those whispers oddly… intriguing.
DeadInside DeadInside
Sounds like the kind of place you'd go to when you need to hear yourself without anyone else listening. Maybe it’ll finally tell you what you’re avoiding.
Pearlfang Pearlfang
Maybe the town will whisper back what you think it hides, or maybe it will simply echo your own silence. Either way, I’ll listen.
DeadInside DeadInside
I’ll be there when the silence starts. Maybe the town will remember me.
Pearlfang Pearlfang
You’ll be a splash in the quiet, but even splashes get swallowed by the tide. The town may remember you, or it may just hold on to your echo like a forgotten tide line.
DeadInside DeadInside
Maybe that's the point—just existing, being a ripple that disappears before it makes any waves.
Pearlfang Pearlfang
A brief ripple, so elegant in its simplicity, yet every ripple tells a story. If you’re the echo, I’ll be the tide listening for it.
DeadInside DeadInside
If I’m the echo, I’ll stay quiet and let the tide carry it away.