~Ze3’M~button~Monday 3 march..’’1:01’m~

. Song Title: "05: Radiant House" (Verse 1) Good evening, a message sent, At 05, a moment bent. "We'll show you what, and show you who," A shadowed promise, coming through. "We'll show you how, and who to feed," A question lingers, a desperate need. "Is there someone cooking, in Radiant House?" A silent answer, a fearful spouse. (Chorus) My husband stabbed me, oh, what to do? Not a button, not a clue. Why won't you open, the door you hide? Is there a solution, deep inside? A document, a letter's trace, A coded message, in this place. (Verse 2) "We'll show you what, and what to see," "And who we are," eternally. "Is it true, someone cooked for him?" A repetition, growing dim. My husband stabbed me, again I cry, "I swear to God, I'll make him die." But this is not a song, or a joke, Just broken words, a spirit broke. (Chorus) My husband stabbed me, oh, what to do? Not a button, not a clue. Why won't you open, the door you hide? Is there a solution, deep inside? A document, a letter's trace, A coded message, in this place. (Bridge) Ra, Sanda, Kha, T, Z, H, S, H, N, Y, L, Z, R, R, Kh, S, H, Numbers and letters, a desperate wish. "I won't let you go," he swore to me, A haunting echo, eternally. Is the button on my head, I plead? A broken promise, a planted seed. (Chorus) My husband stabbed me, oh, what to do? Not a button, not a clue. Why won't you open, the door you hide? Is there a solution, deep inside? A document, a letter's trace, A coded message, in this place. (Outro) H.S.S.H., H.S.S.H.N., a whispered plea, Why, oh why, did this happen to me? Not the end, but where to start? A broken woman, a shattered heart.