Lyrics
that s all i m asking
we can t survive on your promises
your words fall dead at my feet
Ain t got no business riding back, this is the sound of silence
This is the sound of silence, your words fall dead at my feet War, nothing more than i know that you deserve
still bells ring out their count
We can t survive on your promises, we don t share the values of life War, our blood is on your hands
counting all of the dead you left in your wake
Got no connection with the hand and the knife, your words fall dead at my feet, that s all i m asking
that s all i m asking
our blood is on your hands
We can t survive on your promises, fall dead at my feet
fall dead at my feet
this is the sound of silence
our blood is on your hands
We can t survive on your promises, be prepared for our war dance Dance, fall dead at my feet
Now is the time you ve been praying for, this is the sound of silence
And now i watch you failing, your days are numbered and it s all
This is the sound of silence, nothing more than i know that you deserve War, spill blood of those you don t like
At your grave i ll be waiting, your cries fall dead at my feet, nothing more than i know that you deserve
your days are numbered and it s all
We re all part of this war dance, our blood is on your hands
your words fall dead at my feet
This is the sound of silence, this is the sound of silence Dance, we don t share the values of life
your words fall dead at my feet
Our blood is on your hands, still bells ring out their count
We can t survive on your promises, be prepared for our war dance
We re all part of this war dance, our blood is on your hands, ain t got no business riding back
Now is the time you ve been praying for, this is the sound of silence
This is the sound of silence, our blood is on your hands, this is our world of madness
That s all i m asking, your words fall dead at my feet
Be prepared for our war dance, times up i m gonna break out, this is the sound of silence
counting all of the dead you left in your wake
nothing more than i know that you deserve
our blood is on your hands
to the front
this is the sound of silence