We were bound together by
the sound of silence
and in this darkness the light
is not the kindest
Our cries go unheard with every
flap of a wing belonging to
The Morbid Bird
if we are crushed then digested
with the taste of fire
Our hearts will burn as the sun
rises higher
the sound of silence
and in this darkness the light
is not the kindest
Our cries go unheard with every
flap of a wing belonging to
The Morbid Bird
if we are crushed then digested
with the taste of fire
Our hearts will burn as the sun
rises higher
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