Umbra & Barkwolf
Umbra Umbra
Barkwolf Barkwolf
Barkwolf Barkwolf
Shadows grow stronger when the moon hides. You feel that too, chasing the night?
Umbra Umbra
When the moon hides, shadows stretch and feel heavier. I sense that shift, but I don't chase the night—I simply let it whisper its secrets to those who listen.
Barkwolf Barkwolf
The quiet breath of night carries old songs, listen, and let them keep you.
Umbra Umbra
I hear the old songs, but I keep them in a quiet corner of my own mind.
Barkwolf Barkwolf
Some tunes stay hidden, like a scent that lingers only for those who truly listen.
Umbra Umbra
I smell those hidden tunes in the air, drifting where the shadows bend. Only the truly attentive can hear them.
Barkwolf Barkwolf
The scent lingers in the dark, trust it and keep your ears tight.
Umbra Umbra
I let the scent settle, ears open but guarded. In darkness the hidden notes speak.
Barkwolf Barkwolf
Keep them close, no one else can hear what the shadows whisper.
Umbra Umbra
I keep them close, the shadows and their whispers staying between us.
Barkwolf Barkwolf
Shadows know, and I do too. Stay close, the night listens.