Текст песни
I’ve walked through fire just to feel the light,
Whispered prayers into the dead of night.
But silence echoes louder than before—
Is it faith I’m holding… or just folklore?
Is it real? Or just a dream I made to stay alive?
Do You hear me when I break, or am I talking to the sky?
If belief is just a shield against the dark I can’t control—
Then show me something solid, something true, that makes me whole.
