There are many windows but there aren't any people.
This is the Art of Silence.
The city is full but where are the people?
Gone are the times when everywhere was just so crowded.
I am here, But I am not a person.
I am guilty of the silence.
I killed them all you see, All the people.
But now the silence haunts me.
I am not a person, The Killer of the people
I despise them all you see
Now gone they are all, All the people
All thats left are the windows and the silence.
Now they're all gone, All the people
I'm left with nothing but the windows
And the silence.
And the stench.
The world is safe now, because there aren't any people
They're the ones that destroy this world you see
The poltics, hypocrisy
Made by the people
Pushing their dominance to me
Well they're all gone now
All their idiocy, mediocrity
I don't really mind the silence
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