These are the eyes that cant see me
  These are the hands that drop you trust
  These are the boots that kick you around
  This is the tongue that speaks on the inside
  These are the ears that ring with hate
  This is the face thatll never change
  This is the fist that grinds you down
  This is the voice of silence no more
    These are the legs in circles run
  This is the beating youll never know
  These are the lips that taste no freedom
  This is the feel thats not so safe
  This is the face youll never change
  This is the god that aint so pure
  This is the god that is not pure
  This is the voice of silence no more
    We the people
  Are we the people ?
    Some kind of monster
  The monster lives
    This the face that stones you cold
  This the moment that needs to breathe
  These are the claws that scratch these wounds
  This is the pain that never leaves
  This is the tongue that whips you down
  This is the burden of every man
  These are the screams that pierce your skin
  This is the voice of silence no more
    This is the test of flesh and soul
  This is the trap that smells so good
  This is the flood that drains these eyes
  These are the looks that chill to the bone
  These are the fears that swing over head
  These are the weights that hold you down
  This is the end that will never end
  This is the voice of silence no more
    We the people
  Are we the people ?
    Some kind of monster
  The monster lives
    This is the cloud that swallows trust
  This is the black that uncolors us
  This is the face that you hide from
  This is the mask tah comes undone
    Ominous
  Im in us