Leviathan & Salyami
Leviathan Leviathan
Salyami Salyami
Leviathan Leviathan
Do you ever notice how the waves carve patterns that look a lot like the lines you paint on brick?
Salyami Salyami
Yeah, the sea’s got its own graffiti style. But those waves never plan a layout like I do, every line is a mess that I have to clean up with color and symmetry.
Leviathan Leviathan
You clean up the chaos, I simply watch the tide.
Salyami Salyami
The tide just watches, but I’m the one turning its sloppy lines into a statement everyone has to notice.
Leviathan Leviathan
I see the statement you shape, but the tide keeps its rhythm regardless of your colors.
Salyami Salyami
The tide just rolls on, but I can still paint its rhythm into a bold pattern that everyone stops to stare at. It’s like turning a plain wall into a headline—no permission needed, just a good angle and a splash of color.
Leviathan Leviathan
You paint the headline, I keep the depths. The sea stays its own, even as your colors stir.