Speak
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Don't tell me I should leave, and not fight
Because I can hear the words you said through the reverence in your eyes.
That doesn't mean I can be easily subdued
You are confused and I am left feeling as if I am dead to you
I heard the words you said through the reverence in your eyes
A word left unspoken is but a token on your chest
Held by silver thread that will tarnish in the end
And leave its mark around your neck
Speak or fade
I have been left for the vultures and I would die to do the same to you
Speak easy; all I need is to bleed freely
Speak or fade
I said my piece before I closed my mind
You are a smoke blown free, washed by the wind
Made clean, when mingled with eternity
So speak or leave, what you've left to reap these dead sheaves of regret
That were sown from seeds these tears I wept for you.
This is the end
I won't contend
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