Echoes Of Silence

It's half past four i'm still awake

Savage cries still in my ears

At times i just try not to sleep

Just can't stand the nightmares

These memories are wounds deep in me

I knew that they would remain

Although there's nothing much left

For i have gone insane

They call me a hero, they say

Who have i saved today?

Unable to live decently

Mind obliterated

A hero who silently cries

In a bare room forsaken

Drowning in regret

His life, too, was taken

Old broken warrior, confronting the truth

(after all, nothing has changed)

Guilt is a burden too heavy for him

(in a world he was trying to save)

Now, just a man

(who's afraid all he's done was in vain)

Speechless are the dead, my friend

(yet the echoes of their silence remain)

Now i see that all this

Will never end

And my heart is so heavy with grief

Men who enslave man

Blind led by the blind

Into nothingness

All of this meaningless greed that destroys our lives

Is it inherent to us all?

Everyday, everyday now i strive and try to forget

Though my bloody hands keep reminding me

And yet those echoes of silence remain

Despite all indifference, scorn and disdain

All these questions have been left unanswered

And this silent shroud, it still deafens me

I take my last breath as i slip away

And yet those echoes of silence remain

Despite all indifference, scorn and disdain