See the crowd in the mist
They do come and they do leave
See the lord of these men
See their lips that move in pain
Silant curses
Breakin' the wall
Silant curses
The power of wicked
Silant curses
The words untold
Silant curses
The age of the sickness
The chains make the men a wicked
They are overwhelming you
You whisper the curses if you want to live
And this makes them dead
Hold my fire
Breakin' the wall
Hold desire
The words untold
If you would to k** this man
Make that if you can
The pressed words in the lips
It's the sing of the present time
Open your lips in the silant scream
You wouldn't believe that it's may k**
The words may breake the hardest man
If you're slave and he's lord
It's the mud of the sinking world
Get out your dreams of the bloody gore
Look to the sun over this land
Look you're standing at the silant gates