The silence of the vast majority
The violence will it simply will succeed
When face to face into the thick of it
The force of will it will enforce the fist
A shallow pit of emptiness
Can we escape from restlessness?
Reluctance from their empty heads
Society's already dead
Impoverished nations, will they rise again?
A confrontation have we reached the end?
The slaves of hatred can begin again
In contemplation of their master plan