ZEROMAX — Mirage Original Mix

Heat.
Heat.
Maybe it was midnight calling from afar.
Through the neon silence underneath the stars,
Every road behind me carried dust and pain.
Every fading memory whispered through the rain.
Cold skies over oceans, shadows on the shore,
Searching for a feeling I had lost before.
Faces came and vanished like a passing flame.
But somehow in the darkness I still heard your name.