Your silence came, and it knew my name
I held my breath till the clocks ran dry
You watched from a distance
I read your absence like a holy text
Each verse a wound, each page a hex
Your silence speaks in tongues of stone
A requiem carved into my bones
No more waiting in your haunted memory
I'm done with prayers that hit the wall
I sang to ghosts that wore your face
Their laughter sharp, their voices poisoned
With every vow you never swore
With every locked and unseen door
I danced alone in your quiet storm
Where love was cold and rage was warm
I built a temple with no god
And left myself kneeling in the fog
(it was my fault)
Your silence screams, it splits the sky
Like a lover's curse or a prophet's cry
No more waiting
I'm walking out of your fading light
So keep your peace, your sacred crime
I'll find my truth outside of time
The volume's high, the message clear
You're the echo I wanted to hear
Your silence came, and it knew my name
You were never mine to hold |
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.