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• Artiste: Himsa
• Titre: Calling In Silent
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Here in somber A pale face of teenage waste Shuns the young And buries the exile six feet deep Freewill finds fury In ridicule And instability Force fed Half said This benevolent creation Love and loathe The fixation so endlessly Strip the pride Secured in egotism Clings to lips Spitting truth-absorbing agony Hold out Coercion will prolong the drama Held inflictions Beware of their return Courage bestowed In the stillness sits sedated Concealed when calling in silent Outshine Voiceless deliverance Don't come any closer Patience are wearing Left behind Intrepid tone of a cutthroat youth Left to find Ways out of torment Time passed First with engaging eyes Now scowled browed With the closed fist of resistance Grim days Sweating hours of slowed misgivings Spent cursed nights Mending memories from the blood that's spilt Voiceless people Eye for an eye Prelude to revenge Eye for an eye Prelude to revenge My war My way My war Boy mundane Knows where intentions lay Filtered infection The brink of self-destruct Unsung Invasion of unruly tongue Low stone cold Bearer of reprisal Eye for an eye Prelude to revenge Eye for an eye Prelude to the fatalist Outshine Voiceless retaliation Who is really the lesser of two evils? My war My way My war The kid still has his say