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

I 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 gets 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 thousand reasons to die

And many millions of tears to cry - in silence

The human plague has emptied my life

And I curse the day I was born to this world

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

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; a gathering of open wounds

Of dark, of 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