benches Cease outside, my nigga spoke on his sentence Silent, silent murder Silent, silent murder Silent, silent murder Silent, silent murder Silent, silent, silent
rattlesnake While his brother Mel [unverified], dissect it Up in the project life, the street's be hectic The gun burst, son shot his tongue first Should've shot his tongue
knee will bow Before Your holiness, every tongue confess You're the name, the name above all names Rulers will one day be silent, lost in the wonder
American town Where the miners work almost for nothing So the mining gates locked And the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinking Where the sad, silent
tongue to stop from confessing my crimes and these conversation is wearing me down what did my patience prove if it's just another bed of nails always the silent
will Why must you torture me within? Why must you come down off of your high hill? Throw my fate to the clouds and wind Far away in a silent land Secret
American towns Where the miners work almost for nothing So the mining gates locked and the red iron rotted And the room smelled heavy from drinking When the sad, silent
Night cracked like a skull Made the moon convulse Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast A fortnight it would be Since I'd been out at sea Ne'er
Night cracked like a skull Made the moon convulse Wrapped its chilly tongue around my mast A fortnight it would be Since I'd been out at sea Ne'er another
from the eternal grave? Surrounded by his friends he sits so silently And unaware of everything Playing poxy pinball Picks his nose and smiles and pokes his tongue
Obey and work hard And feel no anger Just sympathy for the higher class There's no chance in changing Things Cause I am Born in a morning hall Silent
and work hard and feel no anger Just sympathy for the higher class There's no chance in changing things 'Cause I am Born in a mourning hall Silent cries
, calm and silent Carries news from a distant shore Still the wind blows, calm and silent Carries news from a distant shore Still the wind blows, calm and silent
The boatman rose to the sound of his heartbeat Loud in the silent approach of the dawn He glanced through the window at mist on the lake Which hung like
Did we ask for trouble when we asked for breath? A silent witness put to the test In a frozen moments an offering made Foreign rumors live to this day
A man empty of life Bleeding His tongue tasteless, his eyes blind Judge him not. speak no word For you are dust and to dust you will return If thy eyes
sea And sound waves as I will Will you allow me to be at your service?" My man Ralph is nervous, he believes That this strange tongue deceives And maybe
I am one with sorrow from the tree of grief I fall... into the shadows of an evil shade of grey A taste of tears is flowing down my tongue like memories