The Vitriol - Scream Silence

Countless times in a row

Grow thorns in envy

Cold will hate steady grow

Admiration and scorn

And solemnly you wear

Bruises.

careful adorned

But brave I carry on

I never will belong

I’m on the run

I strike me on

And strike me on

Your feigned embellished jaw

I’m on the run

I strike me on

And strike me on

Till nearly cessation

Endure the vitriol

Fairy tales someone wrote

Once about me

No one has ever told

Disturbed in my devout

Cherished reveries

By your incessant fraud