Lights are flashing on the wet street, the air is chemical and thin.

We\'re just people in the concrete, a quiet panic setting in.

My screen is glitching, showing errors in a bloody, warning red.

The city\'s rhythm is all wrong, the satellites have gone quiet overhead.

They promised us a bright tomorrow, a perfect, ordered design.

But now the network is collapsing on every single line.

The smartest minds are all in chaos, their gear is fried and broke.

They saw a shape they can\'t explain, and something in them broke.

The street screens flicker with a sign that fills our hearts with dread.

Selling empty promises to the living and the dead.

A silent Eclipse

All hope is gone

This is not a starfall, it\'s a final calm

A silent Eclipse

All hope is gone