My voice

Inside this infant shell
I prematurely came of age
A childhood's remnants
For nightmares of abysmal suffering

I carried the burden to the edges of my soul
To spread the tale for those
Who are forced to scream without a mouth
Who are forced to scream without a mouth

You thousands, you millions
Behold the sound of my voice
You children of children
Remember the sound of my voice

Harbinger of the past
Keeper of a better tomorrow
Harbinger of the past
Keeper of a better tomorrow

My eyes have gazed into a vortex of brutality
From the undertow
I surfaced and was washed ashore
I am an orphan, yet a child to all my memories

I am alone
Yet there are so many more like me

One of millions descended into chaos
Victims of minds infected
With all consuming hate
With all consuming hate

You thousands, you millions
Behold the sound of my voice
You children of children
Remember the sound of my voice

Harbinger of the past
Keeper of a better tomorrow
Harbinger of the past
Keeper of a better tomorrow
Tomorrow

The rain of all these tears
Has cleansed my mind of anger
It has erased the urge to retaliate

Behold the sound of my voice
Remember the sound of my voice