A moment of silence within my fear,
my voice asleep once disappeared.
Words of comfort within a song,
made me come back to where I belong.
The world of the living, with pain and love,
a poisoning image known by all.
Prisons of concrete free to leave,
to find more stones, build to keep.
A second of dreaming which became,
the living nightmare within a flame.
Singing engines that recall,
the voice of silence
....born in a concrete wall.