Silent Voice by Thundra
Silent Voice lyrics
Notice the kick of an unborn child take place,
notice the cry of an unborn child die.
All that is felt through the limber points of bones
crisping, of grinding agony, until it snaps.
Now even as the rotting acres of rotting flesh seek up,
into the skies of dark.
Shout is a weak way of discontent,
that there is no other way of waiting your cause.
Times of twice will tell them,
of the rage that you can feel when the clouds falls in.
There will be no comparing to the sense
They all feel when the choire start,
their choire of doom.
The sign of the voice will not be detained.
End is thought to be closure of nothing before is done,
to feel this sensation there is nothing to be done.
Thus they are one to be fallen right now,
there is no tomorrow for those that's left behind.
Eight is the time to be drawn through the pit,
eight is the time of endless pain.
Taken by the wind of souls never free'n,
takin by the once never seen.
Unfolded desires of catered wrath,
all catered at once is more than a mortal can take.
Notice the dwelling of bones forcing their way, into
hopes when the screams begin to
unfold.....unfold
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