Edge of Glass

[Intro] In the glassy dark, a screen hums low A pulse in the void where the shadows grow [Verse 1] A phone lies quiet on the wooden throne Tiny whispers flicker, cold to the bone Edges bloom with creeping, crawling dread Ants march in lines where light should tread [Pre-Chorus] From the black depth, the little things creep Beetles drum rumors in the rancid sleep [Chorus] Let the monsters rise from the glassy seam Follow the echo of a nightmare gleam Dark forms scatter, silhouettes entwine On this table, the line between is thin and fine [Verse 2] Crawling shadows wrap the corners tight Sparks of horror bloom in silver night Surreal figures drift from the device A cold chorus hums in a cryptic slice [Pre-Chorus] Watch the edges pulse with a waiting throng The room inhales the tremor of their song [Chorus] Let the monsters rise from the glassy seam Follow the echo of a nightmare gleam Dark forms scatter, silhouettes entwine On this table, the line between is thin and fine [Bridge] The screen sighs, a whispering rain of eyes A world untethered where the daylight dies [Chorus] Let the monsters rise from the glassy seam Follow the echo of a nightmare gleam Dark forms scatter, silhouettes entwine On this table, the line between is thin and fine [Outro] Fade to stillness as the table keeps its watch The phone sleeps once more, but the shadows hatch