To those I speak, who do not listen,
words of wisdom, wasted in time..
in this disturbed present, no one has risen,
every sin of others, was made to be my crime..

Staring into an empty space,
trying to touch what cant be seen..
Smile barred on my nameless race,
what have they done, what words do they mean..

Love is a word, I dare speak not,
Hate has become the cradle of faith,
banished me and killed my thought,
on my life they placed the wraith of hate..

Where do I go, my own has turned,
my prayers they have taken and gone,
left me in the sun, thirsty and burnt,
used me in the battle, died as a pawn.

Forever I listened, hated to hate,
yet love was never what I was taught,
every tear I cried, I slept with my fate,
battles with angels, I had fought

To those I speak, who do not listen,
words of wisdom, wasted in time..
in this disturbed present, no one shall rise,
every sin of others, will become my crime..