In the dim-lit room of red, a voice began to call,
From a female silhouette, a shadow on the wall.
Woke up in a daze, confusion on my mind,
In the soft red glow, I searched but could not find.
Questions in my soul, as I looked from side to side,
Seeking answers in the dark, where tension begins to rise.
A call from the unknown, a gentle, fleeting sign,
Guiding me through twilight, on this journey so divine.
In the still of the night, a presence stirs the air,
Guiding through the silence, with a spectral flare.
Softly reminding you, that they're always there,
In the quiet of the night, they hold you in their care.
Was it a spirit's touch, or just a fleeting sound?
A call to seek my purpose, where my answers might be found.
In the silence and the confusion, there's a truth that lies in wait,
A sign to trust my intuition, a chance to contemplate.
Questions in my soul, as I looked from side to side,
Seeking answers in the dark, where tension begins to rise.
A call from the unknown, a gentle, fleeting sign,
Guiding me through twilight, on this journey so divine.
In the still of the night, a presence stirs the air,
Guiding through the silence, with a spectral flare.
Softly reminding you, that they're always there,
In the quiet of the night, they hold you in their care.
In the stillness of the night, where the spirit's voice is near,
I find the strength within myself, to face my deepest fears.
The echoes turn to melodies, as my heart begins to see,
The guidance in the whispers is the light that sets me free.
In the still of the night, a presence stirs the air,
Guiding through the silence, with a spectral flare.
Softly reminding you, that they're always there,
In the quiet of the night, they hold you in their care.
So I'll follow where they lead, through the night and through the day,
Trusting in their whispers as they guide me on my way.
In the quiet of the night, where my spirit takes its stand,
I'll embrace their wisdom, and reach a higher land.