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Silence has already spoken They have all failed to hold their chairs Shame left its print on their faces Muted and perfectly there And so am I Rust, cleansing in harm Echoes of laughter and beauty Cleverly disguised and still and cold In every eye silver mirrors (without compassion) Plasterlike face ignores the call And so will I Rust, cleansing in harm The unforgiving mask that drives the lesson home The fear that ties us down and leaves us all alone We are all alone Screaming beneath placid gazes No one is there to break the fall Spineless and amazed we greet the metaphor that leaves us as beggars at the door And so we tie Rust, cleansing in harm The bond that ties us holds Hate the price we pay From Letras Mania