Lyrics:

practicing the silence muting all the sounds you hear somones getting violent

cutting off all the ends you steal signs of forward progress still wrapped

tight inside and sealed free me from this madness and ill never look back to

heal silence in your sleep and people they are weak im cutting all

connections that led u two to speak



death is a disease and people they believe almost out of time i said your

underlined



practicing the silence underlined from all your pain slowly slipping backwards

calling out gods name in vain signs of forward progress chanting that youre

almost free you whispered to me and told me that your life wasnt me



another day and another weak which type of death is a disease your so damn

blind and so am i your underlined turn away......