liquid pushes from behind
boiling the wounds of my mind
reunited with panic,
as a mute scream passes though me
reborn in a hanged state of mind
as revenge for my apathy

a scream from muted lips
resonates through my finger tips
as I am reborn and remain
hanged once again

helpless, amputated
from a voice that doesn't fade
your absent presence, your present absence
panic once again

it deforms me from the inside
crawls in my heart and rips the tissue
this presence always at my side
it stabs at wounds, it pushes through

I am losing ground
thorn by screams without sound
crippled and defiled
struck by a relentless tide

I am paralyzed
struck by silent cries
beaten, mute and lame
panic once again

taken by this voice
a silencing noise
overwhelmed by silent pain
reborn, hanged once again