They say silence is "Golden", silence is "key".
But is it when it's not supposed to be?
Silence can be deadly, Silence can hide the unknown.
Silence can keep you feeling alone.

No words, No screams, only unpleasant dreams.
Your hands around my neck, are evil and mean.
What do you see, when you pull away from me?
Black? Blue?
Well, that's nothing new

Evil in your eyes, are the last thing I see.
Before I lay my head down to sleep.
Why do you ever make me wonder, if I would ever wake up from my slumber?