In chaos you can hear-
The silence you never heard,
Lay down your sword,
And let it be gone like a bird.
For the lessons were plenty,
But you were too blind to learn.
Kept your eyes ever closed,
In a hope that fire wouldn't burn.
Now the ashes howl again-
For them bones have turned to dust.
And you kept asking that silence,
But it never spoke a word.
Fed your dreams to the merchant
-it was getting hard to fall asleep.
Watched them be sold and disappear,
And told yourself-
They were too many to keep.
So the heart went barren,
Every scar ceased to bleed.
The mourners began to disperse,
And the ghosts began to leave.
There you saw the silence,
Left behind by trail of the departed.
And you stood alone in the misery
-in dark so comfortable and guarded.
None to hear you wither,
And none to see you drown.
There is nobody out there for you,
No matter-
How much you turn around.
The skeleton has but perished,
Nothing remains buried inside
The key to the depth is lost,
And the door is open too wide.
Rotten carcass lays beneath-
All the layers that were yet to hide.
And the sun never holds the dead,
So the dirt was taken by the night.
And there beyond the wilderness-
In the meadows it was sowed.
Along the edge of the shadows,
Where the river of blood flowed.
And there it was made,
One tree bearing the fruit of despair.
The roots have but spread,
Along the veins and everywhere.
And then you taste the reaping,
Sweeter than any of your lies.
In the noise of the silence,
You bid your final good-bye.
A reflection tears past the surface,
And then you close your eyes.
In mirror echoes the silence,
As you watch yourself slowly die.