Dead Silence کے بول

Enchained From birth with curtain on their eyes Despite the years of screaming Their pain the time won't fade away Generation's journey Towards the end Blinded eyes hailing machine Of censored information Dead silence Inner world is smothered Minds slowly growing torpid By the tranquilizing hum Ooh! Enslaved By the systematic lies Your heart You choose to silence Are you the master Of your own will With thoughts programmed By ones behind the screen Dead silence Inner world is smothered Minds slowly growing torpid By the tranquilizing hum Ooh! Dead silence Inner world is smothered Sceptical mind Programmed by ones you deny The days of youth go by Night falls upon all life So, what will be left As the days of youth go by Hand of the father Or spine-chilling fear of the unknown...