Dark trip-hop, spoken word, no singing, only whispering and speaking, deep and calm male voice, slow and heavy beat, cold and industrial atmosphere, minimalist, a sense of pain, emptiness and lost memories, a monologue from a wounded soul.
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13.07.2026
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Текст песни
(Verse 1)
One drop. Then another. Just water.
Trouble has frozen deep in my throat.
I wanted to tell you how I fell into darkness,
But my words are just ashes... for no one.
I sit on the wind, at the crossroads of life,
Under my feet lies a damp epilogue.
Everyone who passed by never looked in my eyes,
Because all that they'd see... is the void.
(Chorus)
Drip after drip. It ticks. And then silence.
Life is just leaking out of this torn mouth of mine.
I don't remember the names. I don't remember the faces.
I only remember the drip falling down from the bottom.
(Verse 2)
Heroes came here, they were searching for keys,
I just drew them a map in the dust.
They thought it was treasure, they thought it was path,
But I only wanted to give them all back
What this cursed, broken world had stolen away,
Where hope is just a torn uniform.
(Chorus)
Drip after drip. It ticks. And then silence.
Life is just leaking out of this torn mouth of mine.
I don't remember the names. I don't remember the faces.
I only remember the drip falling down from the bottom.
(Outro)
Drip...
Drip...
Silence...