[Verse 1]
In the night, the shadows creep,
Bullets fly, lost souls weep.
The engine roars as the darkness closes,
With each heart that stops, the cold wind blows us.
This city's pulse, a heartless game,
Where laughter fades, and all is the same.
[Chorus]
In the shadows, the bullets fly,
No more laughter, just a mournful cry.
Life cuts short with a bullet's song,
In this darkness, we all feel wrong.
[Verse 2]
Bodies scattered, dreams are torn,
Life's vibrant colors now worn and forlorn.
Each trigger pulled, a silence reaps,
Echoes of the laughter, where once love sleeps.
In the wake of pain, the shadows sigh,
No more light as we question why.
[Chorus]
In the shadows, the bullets fly,
No more laughter, just a mournful cry.
Life cuts short with a pull of a trigger. Instrumental.
In this darkness, we all feel wrong.
In the silence, the echoes remain,
As darkness whispers through the pain. [Outro] instrumental.