Silent Wars -2-

My screams are void Throughout the circulation of this solid room Distracted by the solemn night Interrupted by blurred groans Sincere in its integrity  Drums are beating,  eating away the deserted sanctuary Echoes of cruel sounds mix together  as the wind formulates around an unavoidable night  Silent wars has awaken from its casket Rising up to kidnap the faithful and discernment building up in the household Kidnapping the love Throwing away sincere awareness I finally could utter a few questions to you... Tell me...who wins?  Who has gone astray...missing forever? I finally will tell you the distinguished truth  Frankly, my dear friend,  No one knows in silent wars