silence is golden

Sing a song that needs no introduction.
In flight,
I am falling.
But I have fallen.
Silent.
Silent to those who all spoke their name louder than mine. All those seethers, those leeches, those rats who don’t give a damn about their fellow man and would if they could, feed off their neighbor’s flesh.
This is a song for the back stabbers, for heaven knows your fate.

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