In silence color, turns to black I received a premonition No pushing forward, not leaning back I can see it's my condition This is what I want How do I deny myself? This is what I want How do I deny myself? My new desire, leads me on Clarifying my conviction The broken silence, from singing crows In my famished state I'm begging In silence color, turns to black I received a premonition No pushing forward, not leaning back I can see it's my condition This is what I want How do I deny myself? This is what I want How do I deny myself?