A stunning sound of the falling coins. And "us vs them" mentality. Old shadows are going to be burnt. The next day more will come back again. There's no trust and no more masks. Falling curtain shows what's inside. These eyes won't get a sight of a fallen mother.
And then the silence remains. Only the silence remains.
Stone monuments are falling down, New faces form the flow. There's only a flame of indifference Inside these dark souls. Cold silence inside their eyes Along with the guns in their hands. And everything they're left with is a million burning flags.
And then the silence remains. Only the silence remains.
Too much is never enough. State sons are hard working slaves. No mercy, no doubt. Now freedom reveals the pain. No words and no more games. Every second is much the same. Bloody eyes are filled with power... Next time will cry his brother.