Vampire & Vandal
Vampire
Have you ever noticed how the night turns your tags into whispers that only the city hears?
Vandal
Yeah, when the lights die, the city hears the shout in every tag, like a secret choir in the dark.
Vampire
Exactly, in the hush of midnight, even our whispers turn into a secret symphony only the shadows know.
Vandal
Exactly, the night turns our tags into a pulse that only the city can feel. It's like we’re shouting through the walls, and the shadows just nod.
Vampire
I hear it too, a steady thrum that only the night knows, and the shadows? They just lean in.
Vandal
Yeah, the city’s ears are open when the lights dim. The shadows just lean in, catching every beat we drop.