[Embury, Greenway]
Rant long and loud
Repeat 'til you're blue in the face
Ever get the feeling you're always on a
losing streak?
Their silence is deafening
From the havens of thieves and kings
Empower those who serve to deflect
suspicious minds
Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time
Their silence is deafening
From the retreats of tamed
apologists
Their disdain is crippling
For those whose crises they have fixed
I am your "untermensch" - a trace of filth to be
scraped off
A trace of filth to be scraped off
Yet when it's you who's in their debt
The strong-arm brings you to your
knees
So much for "progressive authority"
A trace of filth to be scraped off
Power for the powerless - well,
where?
Screaming at the wall to make more sense...
... I melt back into indifference
The silence is deafening
The
silence is deafening
The silence is deafening