The Face Of Silence

(álbum: Gunmen - 2017)

Take off your hat to the leader of the rats
Hurt as you feign admiration and acclaim
Those who speak the truth hang on gallows in the wind
For the rats can decide who is pure and who has sinned

Save our souls Who cares about tomorrow
Save our souls We're stranded in sorrow

We are the face of silence
We raise our voices without a sound
We are the face of silence
Bury our future deep in the ground

Gallantry and sympathy Pretending what they'd like to be
Annihilate those who still think and steer our world straight to the brink
Follow the pied pipers tune Your noble garb and silver spoon
The tribune built for you to cheer It all will burn and disappear

We are the face of silence
We raise our voices without a sound
We are the face of silence
Bury our future deep in the ground

We are We are, we are, we are, we are Without future
We are We are, we are, we are, we are Without future