oh that i could scream and the world would stop and listen and these scars these scars could speak in volume but who has ears to hear or eyes to see again i scream but my voice is buried in an unearthly silence like in nightmares when ghosts steal your breath i pray that power be not in my words but in truth that supersedes the mind of man in our dead hope and our blind faith in means that look to justify the ends that look to justify the ends i feel a presence in the room i feel cold fingers close around my neck without you i am lost let my eyes not fail with looking upward let my eyes not fail with looking upward