Hello, do you comprehend?
My world of dark, should I explain?
Because I envision softly aching
It leaves it's deeds while I'm weeping
And the villains that were left still cause me pain
Just maintain.
There is a voice of violence.

With silent screams I am alone
Pathetic pleas I have known
And my shackles I do unclamp
And I just holler 'gainst the prison camp
When my eyes were grabbed by a sight that gave me fright
It hit at night.
It touched the voice of violence.

And in a wakened state I saw
Demanding people, at my door
People talking and they're seeking
Others sneering at everything
People righting wrongs when voices try to share.
When no one dared
Perturb the voice of violence.

"Fools", said I, "You didn't know? Silence like a cancer grows."
"Hear my words so your fright subdues.
Break those chains that I might reach you."
Words I hear like violent raindrops dwell
Upon my mind and it's... not silent.

But the people bowed and prayed
To a diff'rent god they made,
And their shrine trashed people knowing
With the worms that it was forming
And the lines said "The mind you should follow is unwritten upon the walls,
No sentiment calls."
It's speaking in the voice of violence.