Saturday night in the silent city:
Ten million people, ten million muffled cries.
Obliquity walks down the street spreading news,
Poison in disguise.
There's a deafening silence,
Heritage of the ones who died.
Innocent souls have gone quiet
Shallow world, your core is dried.
Warmth comes from the burning flames.
A silent city is not a lifess one.
Redemption will come despite any god's games.
