SILENTIUM
WILLIAM GOFFRIER
It was an accident a slip, the tongue, its burning tip
You’re telling me, I kissed a stranger’s lip to show you
I love you, but next time burn down the silentium
Set a fire to the frame of the home of unspoken shame
It’s time we torch it to the ground, this high rise void of sound
Do it for you, the kindling strewn around will show you
I love you, but next time burn down the silentium
Set a fire to the frame of the home of unspoken shame
For the best friend you ever saw
To show I love you but this time burn down the silentium