Hundred different footsteps echo in the streets
Thunder! Lightning! Rain!
all silenced by their heart beats
The very ground they stain
Fumes of sweat and tears
ride in on the breeze
Their eyes they speak of fears
and threaten souls to freeze
One inhale of defiance from those who would not speak
the criminals of silence, are now but small and weak
The shot heard round the world,
a pin drop now it seems
Our voices will bombard them
and hound their very dreams
For room for silence there can not be,
when every man is not yet free