Unheard - Beneath The Massacre

Can you hear the silence we fill this room with?

These are the noises you will

Never make, the melody for a deaf audience

And I feel so naive to have believed in you and your so-called innocence.

I

Was wrong.

These are the thoughts you’ll fight forever

Can you hear the silence and your comforting passivity?

These are the words

You’ll never hear, the message you will never get.

Wasting what is left

Spitting my blood to the face of humanity.

Wasting what is left.

I said it

Before and I’ll say it again

And I feel so naive to have believed in you and your so-called innocence.

I

Was wrong.

Trying so hard to reach you;

all in vain.

Useless

Wasting my time on your polluted mind.

These are the noises you’ll never make

The melody for a deaf audience.

Comforting yourself in a passivity

The revolt you will never endorse.

In the end, I said if before and I’ll say

It again: we’re better off dead