Melodies of Truth
All my feelings hide
Crafting words and
As they write them down
Anger revolves
Knock on my door and tries to step in the
Corners of my mind to havoc in there
Makes me feel disgrace as I try to
Mend my fire
To be heard is my own freedom
To be silent is a torment
My words of anger, and all the laughter
Are the melodies of truth
What's the worth of words?
If you hush me
And my perspective
Holds no meaning
Then the light starts to sparkle inside
And the boiling hope make us all blind
And the voice inside dictates my
Mind to start to write
To be heard is my own freedom
To be silent is a torment
My words of anger, and all the laughter
Are the melodies of truth
My conscience starts to rise and
All its thoughts are pouring out, out,
Out, out to the cosmos
Giving light to others
Million little sparkles
Out for the sake of creation
Overwhelm the sky with your mind
Let them see the beauty of life
All the wonders up from the clouds
So rise up and leave the ground now
To be heard is my own freedom
To be silent is a torment
My words of anger, and all the laughter
Are the melodies of truth
Crafting words and
As they write them down
Anger revolves
Knock on my door and tries to step in the
Corners of my mind to havoc in there
Makes me feel disgrace as I try to
Mend my fire
To be heard is my own freedom
To be silent is a torment
My words of anger, and all the laughter
Are the melodies of truth
What's the worth of words?
If you hush me
And my perspective
Holds no meaning
Then the light starts to sparkle inside
And the boiling hope make us all blind
And the voice inside dictates my
Mind to start to write
To be heard is my own freedom
To be silent is a torment
My words of anger, and all the laughter
Are the melodies of truth
My conscience starts to rise and
All its thoughts are pouring out, out,
Out, out to the cosmos
Giving light to others
Million little sparkles
Out for the sake of creation
Overwhelm the sky with your mind
Let them see the beauty of life
All the wonders up from the clouds
So rise up and leave the ground now
To be heard is my own freedom
To be silent is a torment
My words of anger, and all the laughter
Are the melodies of truth
Credits
Writer(s): Zenemukiado Kft, David Hamori, Zoltan Hunyadi, Sandor Feher, Adam Devecz, Norbert Cindel
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