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Atrocius SilenceMillions of faces, millions odf soulsBillion of wishes kept in their embryos Now, isn't the real dream destroyer Our individuality paranoia? And millions are dreaming a trillion tales untold Centillion afflictions while silence is screaming Just loud enough to make you wanna wake up Insanity's reaping We've got command of speech but decline to use it Obessed by teaching but inclined to refuse it We've got all answers here and teach ourselves questions Vive verca would be sane, but it's too damn elusive Somewhere deep inside behind the walls of fear Might be there's still something that call for tears We're growing older, the call is growing colder Our tracks losing potency with the years Murder without guns Mass persecution - mania runs Constant fear of denunciation It's a subhuman condition A community without terror It's a fatal human error Suppression of tongues There's the horror Here stands the cradle of violence Atrocious silence Ain't it strange, we don't realize It's life itself our life style denies The mind's exposed and madness the price Our pitches are cities and streets indecline Are there still millions of heavens and skies Where expectation and illusion thrices? My brain's an electic eye Communication the only pesticide In this shallow world, we hide our pain Swallow the hurt, corroding the brain The social honour won't be stained As we're going introversive insane Everyday it's the same old song Everybody's talking but holding their tongues Millions of souls in perdition choir It's time to throw your fear on the fire |