Let me go Let me go into myself Let me soar if nothing else As if to fall unto myself. Wane warders - ashen sick - impudence - left unsaid Lung deadened the dead unsaid Nonplus nod - no nonsense - nondescript - nonchalant Lung deadened the dead unsaid Well its nice to know i do not feel a thing I'm surficed with growth it's a silence thing Not to avenge is a life of void of mission. not to avenge is the balk of submission It is best to remain silent and have people think You are a fool than open your mouth and have them proved right! I tickle the tonsil to choke upon gag upon and in that hope to spit up thy worth Lost in a wave lost in all our speak. lock it away. solace found in the dead. Thank you merci Don't take it so on face. The masquerade of dead air The tactiturn and all i seek is my screed. Don't take this font on faith. With pasture sneeze dead air. The lust in lungs and all underneath is my charade. Let me go Let me go into myself Let me soar if nothing else As if to fall unto myself