Bare feet on cold stone,
breath of the night on my skin.
He waits where the torches end—
the prince of the hush within.
No crown, no chain between us,
only the silence we share;
I come with my sorrow open,
he answers, I was there.

No master, no slave,
only shadow and flame.
We meet in the dark
and speak our names.
I give you my grief,
you give me your calm—
two halves of the vow,
two sides of the palm.

He asks, What will you offer?
I whisper, Only what’s mine—
the ache that repeats through ages,
the tears in my bloodline.
He takes it as one takes a hand,
not a life, but a weight.
In his touch the curse grows quiet,
turns ember, turns fate.

No master, no slave,
only shadow and flame.
We meet in the dark
and speak our names.
I give you my grief,
you give me your calm—
two halves of the vow,
two sides of the palm.

If my children dream in the daylight,
let your hunt watch near.
If your realm grows cold and silent,
I will sing you here.
No pain, no loss, no plea—
only balance, endlessly.

No master, no slave,
only shadow and flame.
We meet in the dark
and stay the same.
I guard the dawn,
you guard the tomb—
together we keep
the world in bloom.

Ríð ek milli heima,
I ride between worlds—
not bound, not gone,
but whole.

Veiðrkonungrs Brúðr

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🧊 Frozen time, white walls and the search for a point of no return. "Klička" (The Handle) is a song about silent decay and a fate that cannot be changed. A hypnotic synth-pop ballad where empty space and echoes speak louder than words.

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✨ This song was created with a passion for storytelling and the fusion of human creativity and AI:
• Lyrics: Thrillian
• Music: SUNO AI
• Creative AI partner: Jack


English translation:

Verse 1
Cold floor and white walls 
On the faucet, traces of red rust 
Slowly drips water, left running 
In the air, words unsaid

Chorus
The handle is lost from the clock
The noose tightens from the rope 
Grey smoke smolders from the ashes 
The rhyme is missing from the song

Verse 2
A gentle breeze blows outside the windows
 A cup of cold coffee on the table 
No one hears your footsteps anymore 
The stanzas have scattered from the song

Chorus
The handle is lost from the clock
The noose tightens from the rope 
Grey smoke smolders from the ashes 
The rhyme is missing from the song

Bridge
A single bunch of keys on the hanger 
Photos have turned into a collection of kitsch 
The house of cards is collapsing 
It now quietly burns in the flames

Outro
Frozen time, everything stands still 
Where to look for the handle, no one knows 
Ink now runs down the letter 
The last collection of dead scripts


Klička

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