This rebellious air
threatens the cadence beneath our skin,
the chill cold-blooded-violence inside
the art of being unknown.
Never again
will we speak in such silent hymns!
Never again
will we turn away from the rapture
defining what we once were!
Enjoy the intrigue.
That dark unguided place
that made our thoughts
what they were meant to be,
the ghost of silence
that cultivated our influence
for resistance.
We are thieves
that drift lonely alone...
So be it.
