Echoes of the Pulse

[Verse - spoken word]
Darkness hums in the static air
Fingers trace the fading scars
Clocks melt like liquid glass
Whispers ride the neon scar

[Chorus]
Echoes of the pulse, we dance through the void
Resonance hums in the silence we stole
Sparks fly like confetti in the night's embrace
A rhythm that lingers, a beat that won't fade