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Following the course of the stream

With no guiding light we row till the river’s end

And the silence that is our companion

Conceals from our sight all that we could be

Undesired, yet always by our side

A single touch of its wings to smother our minds

Numbness, perhaps, a blessing in disguise

Relieved from all burden we swallow our pride

Beating, the wings of silence cast their spell on us

An embrace that leads to self-neglect

Dissolving the bond that long ago we shared

Tearing down the pillars of the inner man

And while the shadows became us

We dare not to talk, dare not to think

And as time goes by we are faced with reality

We’re just a silent mouth for a silent mind.

Beating, the wings of silence cast their spell on us

An embrace that leads to self-neglect

Dissolving the bond that long ago we shared

Tearing down the pillars of the inner man

“I won’t be turned into a living memory

I will stand tall, dwell not on misery”

(solo: Jaime Torres)

Awake and mend what silence kept torn

Endure the fiery beating of its wings

The task of fighting is ultimately yours

For the shadow and silence to fall.