If I speak,
Will you listen?
Shall I betray my brother,
Just to beseech my mother?
I’ve been calling
Out your name
Kept on wondering
Who’s to blame.
I was sent to tell a story
Of forgotten dreams of glory
Now here I stand accused
Feeling tired and abused.
Forces of evil
Delirious and lost
Blindly searching
The forbidden ghost.
Was I wrong to assume
False prophets of doom?
Fallen soldiers forever muted
Left alone and undivided.
Frozen worlds melting into each other,
All as one, no mother, no father,
No freedom and no way out,
Shameless guilt without a doubt.
Watching all of this
In desperate silence
But if I speak,
Will you listen?
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