Beneath the veil of broken skies,
I walk through ruins built on lies.
The shadows speak, but not with sound,
just echoes crawling underground.
And the silence screams inside of me,
a voice that no one else can see.
I'm drowning in the noise I hide,
a prisoner of the quiet tide.
The mirror shows a ghostly face,
a trace of hope I can't erase.
My heartbeat echoes like a drum,
but still the world around stays numb.
And the silence screams inside of me,
a voice that no one else can see.
I'm drowning in the noise I hide,
a prisoner of the quiet tide.
I shout into the falling dark,
but every echo leaves no mark.
The louder I try to be heard,
the more I vanish with each word.
And the silence screams inside of me,
it drowns the world in apathy.
A storm within I can't outrun,
until the silence is undone.