[Verse] In a world where stories unfold, A writer's tale, yet to be told. Pages blank, in the dead of night, Searching for a muse, a guiding light. [Pre-Chorus] But there's a spark, a magic key, A place where stories yearn to be. Sub Text calls, a beacon bright, Guiding us through the darkest night. [Chorus] Sub text, where dreams take flight, In the depths of tales, we find our might. Structures woven, characters born, In the heart of Sub Text, stories are sworn.