Prayer for the Silent


Slave, arms in chains.
Blades on veins
Slowly run to pierce the heart

Useless brains
Keep on graves
Warped truth will stole your worth

Tongue of snake,
Money rake
Evil blood down angel shape

Sawed lips,
Choked voice:
Creep in silence, weakest choice!

Rit
Scream your hate more loud,
Hear these echoes laughing;
Tread me to the ground,
I shout untill IÂ’m dying.
Breathe away your rage
The weak becomes a fighter
Prayer for the Silent, Prayer for the Silent.

Fake, smash the gyves
Coward trick:
Bear your grudge and ground your teeth

Worthless creed,
Worst unfit;
Trudge his slough on filthy pit

DrinkinÂ’ tears,
Sweat of fear
Gather might to find the call

Shroud of Faith
Taste your soul
Rip his mask, turn rise in fall

Rit

1 Semantic
Want to live more time
New wind to find, control my mind.
I want to try to live long time
Destroy the hives, no one can lie to me

2 Semantic
SplittinÂ’ and laught over his mouth:
Dirt shade on shiny glow;
Leave only by yourself, chocked by your emptyness!
Always the last, have to run fast:
DonÂ’t lose this deadly race,
How can you catch your dreams if you donÂ’t try to scream?

Praying, for the silent anywhere!
Of your sadness they donÂ’t care
Winds of violence always ride
If in silence you will die.

Bear your grudge and grind your teeth;
Trudge our slough on filthy pit.
Gather might to hear the call,
Rip his mask, turn rise in fall.

Rit