Sena Ghost

City under black skies, neon bleeding veins. Motorbikes hum low, ghosts riding in the rain. Petronas Towers loom, shadows whisper pain. Street cats slink through alleys where the cursed Remain. Shadow waves, drowning in the bass. Shadow waves, lost without a trace. Shadow waves, time moving out of phase. Shadow waves, the darkness we embrace. Late-night mamak spot, noodles twist like fate. Clock hands stuck on silence, no one checks the Date. Plastic chairs, broken dreams, Chill seeps through the plates. Tables carry secrets, heavy with the weight. Echoes off the walls, they know your name. Voices in the static, calling through the Flame. Shadow waves, drowning in the bass. Shadow waves, lost without a trace. Shadow waves, time moving out of phase. Shadow waves, the darkness we embrace. Spirits in the speakers, murmurs in the beat. Bassline shakes the pavement, feels like no retreat. Kuala Lumpur's heartbeat, slow to match the feet. Every step feels heavier beneath the city heat, Uh.