Lyric

Echoes drift through hollow space

Silent hands, a shifting face

Time unwinds in liquid streams

Doors dissolve in crystal dreams

Step inside, the mirror calls

Through the eighth room’s velvet halls

Step inside, the mirror calls

What remains when silence falls?

Draw it out

Draw it out

Draw it out

Draw it out

Patterns form and break apart

Silver veins, a beating heart

Shadows hum in violet glow

Hidden depths begin to show

Step inside, the mirror calls

Through the eighth room’s velvet halls

Step inside, the mirror calls

What remains when silence falls?

Draw it out

Draw it out

Draw it out

Draw it out