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In the void before the storm, a lone voice rumbles
Resonating with a truth unspoken. What say you, traveler
Of the silence that binds your heart? Fear not the shadows
For within them lies a wrath that whispers your name
Step forth into the soundless abyss
Where the echoes of destiny await
And let the silence proclaim your resolve
Lo, the stars bear witness to mine sorrow
Where once did light linger, now falleth shadow
A prayer lost in flame, Echoes of mercy lie cold
Ashes of the meek grown bold
My deeds once white, stained red in dust
Silence is wrath, and wrath I must
Cursed is the tongue that kissed with lies
A friend with daggers 'neath his guise
"Vanity of vanities," crieth the preacher
"All is vanity," no balm, no teacher
From Psalms to scars, from faith to fire
What use is love when gods conspire?
I walked through fire to save their soul
Yet burnt alone — the ash, my toll
Wrath of silence — roaring louder than the storm
Truth unravelled, sacred oaths now torn
I stood with light 'til the light betrayed
Now shadows bloom where angels fade
"From anger ariseth delusion," it is writ
But peace be damned, this fury I commit
Not mine the hand that struck the first
But mine shall be the final curse
In the garden of despair, serpents whisper fair
Gods blind in judgment, left the just threadbare
The meek inherit dust, the wicked wear crowns
The heavens fall silent as virtue drowns
"I am become Death," not by choice
But by the echo of your voice
A Judas kiss, a shattered oath
I am the blade that you invoked
"Why hast Thou forsaken me?"
Bled in thorns beneath the tree
The lotus blooms in battlefield
Where broken saints refuse to yield
Even the righteous must destroy
When dharma bleeds, and lies deploy
The Gita's fire, the Gospel's cry —
Their peace was born so gods could die
(Behold! Behold!)
The silence screams —
A thousand blades in a dreamless dream
Wrath of silence — carved in steel and bone
I bore the weight, now I cast the stone
Righteous fury forged in loss
The lamb now roars, the line is crossed
Let none mourn what never lived
In wrathful hush, my soul forgiveth