[Verse 1]
The concrete ribs breathe a hollow sigh (hollow sigh)
A frequency trapped between the floor and sky
Ten thousand faces dissolved in the lime
Just a ripple in the fabric of a frozen time

[Chorus: Ethereal, Layered Harmonies]
Can you hear the ghosts in the standing wave?
The resonance of the secrets they couldn't save
Invisible forms in the nodes of the room
We are the reverb, we are the bloom

[Bridge: Glitchy, Stuttering textures]
[Distorted] (Reflection… Reflection… Refraction…)
The phase shifts, the air grows cold
Stories in the dust, wait to be told

[Instrumental Break: Cello with heavy decay, granular glitch artifacts]

[Outro: Sound of a door closing, long reverb tail fading to silence]
[End: Spectral whisper] "We are still here."

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