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