Muted

Painful lonely nights of crying
Silently grieving and slowly dying
Savage ways they used to kill
As if we are damned and have to pay the bill
Hungry wolves breaking through the nights
Innocents , mercilessly hunted, weak to win the fights
Used as baits and forced to die
Carelessly left , forgotten , frozen they lie
Black as the darkest skies
Buried in the cold ground with all the lies
Every truth forbidden to see the light
Is a vampire , to its hiding place holding on tight
They kill what they fear
They mute what they don't want to hear
Power and money seekers
Ready to vanish any treasure keepers
Moving out all what's in their way
After exposing them to some hard fray
holding to the stone of their grave this harsh message
Interfering in business is one way ride to garbage.
Is it truth or a lie?
You either kill or you die
Do we know on which side we fray?
Are we the butcher or the pray
Who are they and who are we?
Shall we be slaved or forever free?