The Cry of Silence

Filled with sorrow

Bleak inner self touched by pride

Devoured by solitude

Still wrapped in time

I'm flowing with pain

Holding myself back in suspicion

And lingering in the dust

The dust of my abandoned remains

I'm killed with the dagger of life

Such an exquisite pride in my suffering

Alone, all alone with the emotional streams

Of my soul

So real, so pure, yet I'm left aside

Entangled in fear

Without hope

I am truly left alone

But somehow, just somehow

It feels like my loneliness is a victory

Over the self-delusion of joy and happiness

My heart beats faster

The anguish becomes clearer

And my misanthropic view grows stronger

Living in the shadows

So proud of being the one

But desperate

So desperate for a helping hand

Do I really want to live this life?

I have a 1000 reasons to die

And many million tears to cry

The human plague has emptied my life

And I curse the day I was born

Still, no-one else I ever want to be

And no-one else I intend to be

'Cause no-one else I was meant to be

No!

I need

I want

I long for my retribution

I need

I want

I yearn for my retribution

I want my retribution

And I want it now

Unity, in a gathering of open wounds

Of dark, dark clean spirits

What a dream, what a dream so distant

Why should I, why should I be alone

When I love, when I love my brotherhood?

Shall I die, shall I die to be free

When I cry, when I cry in silence?

When I cry, when I cry in silence?

When I cry, when I cry in silence?

So please, let me die in silence

Oh my God, let me die in silence