• The Loudness of silence deafens me as rain poors from the sky.
    I do not feel the dampness, but I know I'll never be dry.
    Light lingers for a moment, and I ask myself why?
    Why do I feel this urge to die.
    Rain drops fall like bullets, shining silver in the pale moonlight;
    driving themselves deep in to my skin with all their might.
    I cover my ears and close my eyes tight.
    My screams are lost in the night.
    Blood is streaming down my face into my eyes.
    A drop of blood for all the lies,
    told by everyone who chose to hide;
    and all those who can't make up their mind.
    Tears of blood stream down my face.
    Flood waters come to leave no trace,
    of life that was here in this place.
    All the light in the world seems to fade.
    I was a good girl, always helped others and did what I was told.
    I didn't get the chance to grow old.
    Then one night came, dark and cold,
    in came a man dressed in black and gold.
    Fear rose in me like I never knew it could.
    He jumped on me as if I should
    know what this was all about and that I would
    give into his demands just like I should.
    I tried to break free, but his grip on me
    was more than I could fight, he had me.
    There was nothing to do but wait and see
    what he could, what he would, do to me.
    Now I am charged with blasphemy.
    He is charged with adultry.
    He's now in the penetentery,
    and no more will he ever see of me.
    Now I sit her with blood for tears,
    in the silence of my fears.
    It's been this way it seems for years,
    and now the loudness of silence fill my ears.
    My body lays limp as blood streaks my skin.
    There are no thoughts of my own within.
    They all douse me with kerosine and gin,
    then light the fire hiding within.
    I had no chance, people were set against me,
    there was no way I could make them see,
    that the true one to blame was he,
    who took away my virginity.
    Bullets of rain pelted down on my eyes,
    stones of hatred began to fly,
    lightning struck the distant sky,
    all I could do was lay there and die.
    The end has come, I now must part,
    but before I do they take my heart.
    They hang it from a tree branch nigh,
    and offer my life to the eye in the sky.
    The past must go, the future come,
    and now my friends, my life is done.