Shatter the Silence
in the valley of victims...with their lips sewn shut
blind to beauty and deaf to love
beat into submission like mindless soul slaves
in the fog of their own fury they keep digging up their graves
like psychopathic puppets with artificial smiles
they do their masters madness on wretched endless miles
steely whips slash minds apart like peices of a puzzle
mad dogs with foaming rabies tear through their flimsy muzzles
like raging bulls and triggers pulled and bullet holes in uniforms
they choke the cracker with the whip until they spill his blood
they long to be departed from this worthless wicked world
like twisters in their thoughts and whispers turn to wind
sin after sin they run like runaways
you'll never take them back to hell because heaven just got paid
shots from guns and torches burning holes in nightmare nights...someone pulled a can of raid
a million roaches died on site
standing on their feet the silent ones now speak...shattering the silence
now mighty are the weak
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