...I tried to stay under the radiance of the light Where everything can be seen and lies were forbidden But I wonder why fear suffocated my breath and the dogs glared at me in my sleep and their howls devoured my dreams They said the crows never shared their feast with the vultures But you see man has told tales based upon contradicting ideologies and the one hanging on that dead tree knows the smell of his own blood His voice may be cold lifeless heavy nevertheless the truth So now I walk away to be with the whispers of the dead...