These are the eyes that cant see me

These are the hands that drop your trust

These are the boots that kick you around

This is the tongue that speaks on the inside

These are the ears that ring with hate

This is the face thatll never change

This is the fist that grinds you down

This is the voice of silence no more



These are the legs in circle run

This is the beating youll never know

These are lips that taste no freedom

This is the feel thats not so safe

This is the face youll never change

This is the god that aint so pure

This is the god that is not pure

This is the voice of silence no more



We the people?

Are we the people?



Some kind of monster

The monster lives



This is the face that stones you cold

This is the moment that needs to breathe

These are the claws that scratch these wounds

This is the pain that never leaves

This is the tongue that whips you down

This is burden of every man

These are the screams that pierce your skin

This is the voice of silence no more



This is the test of flesh and soul

This is the trap that smells so good

This is the flood that drains these ayes

These are the looks that chill to the bone

These are the fears that swing over head

These are the weights that hold you down

This is the end that will never end

This is the voice of silence no more



We the people?

Are we the people?



Some kind of monster

The monster lives



This is the cloud that swallows trust

This is the black that uncolors us

This is the face that you hide from

This is the mask comes undone



Ominous

Im in us