Silence - Maggot Brain

What horror the face of fascism creates

They carry out their plans with knife like precision

For them blood equals medals and slaughter is an act of heroism

How hard it is to see what I must seek in horror

The horrors which I’ve seen and done

But my actions are choked out like lifeless breath

Along with the horde I succumb to apathy

Our fears our failures moral pressures and terror of insanity

Hunger, cold, panic and pain is what where left with

It’s our training

Our draining

Our fall

To see myself fallen so far

I’ve been led stray

By hunger, cold, panic, pain and terror of insanity

To see myself losing this grace, losing this face

This dignity

Integrity

Filled with

Complacency

To see myself at so many moments throughout

Infinity

All I am echoes in

Smoke

On the midnight sky

At the end there will be no light upon this dark path

It would silence the screams throughout infinity

It would silence the screams till the end of my soul

These wretched cries of pain succeed to silence

Inside the spirit of the great trees heart

But there will be no tree because we’ve cut them down