Timeless Echoes

Oh. Oh, no, no. Oh.

The clock, it whispers soft and slow, a tale of years that come

and go. The velvet night, it holds its breath,

in shadows deep, we dance with death. Timeless echoes, they call my

name through the ages, the song's the same . Hearts may falter,

stars may fall, but the echoes, they outlive it all. The candle burns

, its light so frail . Yet,

through the dark , it tells its tale .