Suidakra

If you take a modest look at us
You'll never see what we see
A tragedy that's still unseen
We will always do what we want to
It ain't a monophonic world
Never hear what we hear
Wartunes from a past decade
Try to dance to the sound of today
The future holds a silence yet
Do you dare take the next step?
Trapped in deaf frequencies
Better dance to the sound of today
The decibel dance demands bleeding feet
A broken neck, scarred back
Familiar voice with a decent tone
But the words we speak burn
Even more than the sun
There's a difference
Between what we say
And what you understand