Espectro & Frostyke
Espectro Espectro
Frostyke Frostyke
Espectro Espectro
You ever notice how the silence in an abandoned theater can feel louder than any rehearsal?
Frostyke Frostyke
Yeah, the empty stage feels like a scream you can’t hear, a roar that comes from the cracks. It’s the ghost applause that makes me wanna tear the walls apart and play the broken piano until the dust turns to applause.
Espectro Espectro
That’s the way the stage loves a good encore from the shadows. The dust gets its own applause, and the piano’s keys whisper the kind of noise no audience can hear. Keep playing, but watch the cracks; they’re the real critics.
Frostyke Frostyke
The cracks are the loudest critics, whispering louder than any applause, so I’ll keep the broken piano roaring until the dust bows. The stage loves a shadow encore, and I’ll answer with a thunderous chord, turning every silent echo into a song.