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Under broken towers the voices weave
Trading bread for stories they believe
A rusted scale, a crooked hand
Shifting weight like sinking sand
Every shadow hides a name
Every bargain sounds the same
A song of hunger fills the air
Hope and silence bartered there
In the Market of Shadows
Where the whispers are the gold
Every story bought and borrowed
Every truth is bartered, sold
In the Market of Shadows
Where the voices twist and blend
The people build their kingdom
From the ashes, once again
From the ashes
Candles flicker, on the rusted stalls
Voices echo, off the crumbling walls
Fragments of the past are weighed
In broken glass, and debts unpaid
A child trades a song for bread
A broken promise for a thread
Every coin a beating heart
Every trade a world to start
In the Market of Shadows
Where the whispers are the gold
Every story bought and borrowed
Every truth is bartered, sold
In the Market of Shadows
Where the voices twist and blend
The people build their kingdom
From the ashes once again
From the ashes