歌詞

Towers sink into the sand

The digital wind hums its final song

On empty streets of hollow glass

Only echoes speak of what we were

Pre-Chorus

Too much light burned itself away

And dreams turned pale in the blaze

This city quietly folds into dust

Blueprints fading into silence

Faster than rebirth, it breaks apart —

A trace of prayers we called “progress.”

Machines fall into quiet sleep

Moss takes root on the steel of dreams

Through the artificial sky it breaks —

The sun returns, uninvited

At the end of glory we arrived

At stillness — the perfect shape of ruin

This city quietly folds into dust

The rhythm of nature takes it back

Forests cradle the bones of man

Carrying our future into green

Countless data turns to ash

No names, no memories remain

Yet the Earth still breathes

As if we never were

This city quietly folds into dust

Its end so gentle, almost kind

The age of men dissolves like a dream

And drifts away into the wind