In the cradle of twilight, where shadows gently kiss the earth, A symphony of whispers, a time of quiet rebirth. Embrace the darkness, the canvas for stars to…
Silhouettes dancing In the dim haze Whispers in the dark Echo so divine City’s heartbeat A lullaby Lonely streets gleam With neon signs In her eyes, I see…
Cutup av Morten Skogly.
Brotsverket kven fylte sengamed skuggarbaud framden tomme stolenog tømde rommetfor ljodar kven stal dagenhan eg fekkfor å fylle med innhald -Hallgeir.F