Himsa Calling in Silent Letras:
Here in somber
A pale face of
teenage waste
Shuns the young
And buries the exile
six feet deep

Freewill finds fury
In ridicule
And instability

Force fed
Half said
This benevolent creation
Love and loathe
The fixation so endlessly

Strip the pride
Secured in egotism
Clings to lips
Spitting
truth-absorbing
agony

Hold out
Coercion will
prolong the drama
Held inflictions
Beware of their return

Courage bestowed
In the stillness
sits sedated
Concealed when
calling in silent
Outshine

Voiceless deliverance

Don't come any closer
Patience are wearing

Left behind
Intrepid tone of a
cutthroat youth
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Left to find
Ways out of torment

Time passed
First with engaging eyes
Now scowled browed
With the closed fist
of resistance

Grim days
Sweating hours of
slowed misgivings
Spent cursed nights
Mending memories
from the blood
that's spilt

Voiceless people

Eye for an eye
Prelude to revenge

Eye for an eye
Prelude to revenge

My war
My way
My war

Boy mundane
Knows where intentions lay
Filtered infection
The brink of self-destruct

Unsung
Invasion of unruly tongue
Low stone cold
Bearer of reprisal

Eye for an eye
Prelude to revenge

Eye for an eye
Prelude to the fatalist
Outshine

Voiceless retaliation

Who is really the
lesser of two
evils?

My war
My way
My war

The kid still has his say
Letras: Calling in Silent Himsa [final]