The silence is screaming
For more, more, more...

He who loved most
Was rewarded with salvation and sorrow...

Your tongue is a viper's friend
Caught in the noose of sharp teeth...

If only I could leave it be
Never noticed this aside to life...

He holds the blade, steady and sure, a lethal...
He picks up the gravel and throws it high...

With the hazy breath of a sun that melts even the...
So that even that is warming to the soul...

In my mind there's a war that I've designed
A battle I fight alone...

His eyes were troubled and tired.
His eyes were dull and dim...

You know I could have been a soldier
Shame I hate to see death in the eyes...

The only one that could make a difference is caged...
Chained up within their own mind...

Is it something tough and hard...
It's killing me each and every time...

He's trapped in my mind, a mere wisp of...
I can't get free from my own creation...