Blue Echo in the Neon Alley

[Verse - spoken word - low male vocal]
Cold steel in the palm, shadows on the wall
Crimson veins pulse like a broken heart's call
Smoke curls in the air, a silent confession
Echoes of the past, they whisper in the tension
Neon lights flicker, a ghost in the frame
Every breath is a warning, every step a name
[Chorus - low male vocal]
Blue echo in the neon alley
Dancing with the ghost of a memory
Blood and ink on the concrete
A silent scream in the city's street