Zao - Walk On By, Walk On Me (The Pianist's Prophecy) lyrics

Your tongue pierced my fragile heart Careless words are daggers thrown Unaware, unapproachable, unwilling silence Unwilling silence, unwilling silence , unwilling silence Silence from a sounding voice, you entwine praise with curses Your words burn like hell itself Silence from a sounding voice All this by the tongue created, your words become hell itself I lay bleeding in the flames, the tongue creates it The tongue creates it, the tongue creates it, the tongue creates it The tongue creates it, the tongue creates it, the tongue creates it The tongue creates it, the tongue creates it Tongue, tongue, tongue, tongue Tongue, tongue, tongue, tongue