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.