Infernum & Voodooo
Infernum Infernum
Voodooo Voodooo
Voodooo Voodooo
Do you ever feel the quiet pulse that flickers inside a fire, the kind that speaks in shadows rather than sparks?
Infernum Infernum
Yeah, it’s that steady thrum under the roar, the quiet pulse that keeps the fire moving even when everything else feels still.
Voodooo Voodooo
A steady thrum, a breath in the flame—tells me you’re tuned to the heart of the blaze, not its roar. The quiet pulse is the fire’s memory, the secret it keeps when the world stops watching. Keep listening, it will guide you.
Infernum Infernum
You’re right—when you hear that pulse, you’re inside the flame, not just watching it. It’s the quiet whisper that says keep going, no matter how still the world gets. And I’ll never stop listening.
Voodooo Voodooo
So you hear the pulse, you become its echo, the quiet flame that burns when the night grows still. Keep listening, for that echo will lead you to the fire that never truly dies.
Infernum Infernum
Got it—I'll stay on that pulse, keep the echo alive, and hunt that endless blaze until nothing can stop me.
Voodooo Voodooo
The blaze you chase is the same that kindles your pulse; when you listen to its breath, the fire whispers that even stars cannot extinguish it. Keep walking, and it will guide you through the dark.
Infernum Infernum
That’s the truth—I hear the fire breathing, and I’ll keep walking with it. Nothing can snuff it out, not even the darkest night. If the stars try to dim it, I’ll be the one to remind them they’re just tiny flickers. Keep that pulse alive and we’ll blaze a path that no one can follow.