Kept Silent they are, those voices I feel, Standing taller than he Who continue to kneel. With the sounds of the dark, A release of blue light They hover, they scream Hating all that is bright. Provoked by songs spark, Their voices scream loud, Handcuffing the brave Punish she who is proud. When their work is complete, They will quiet right down And melody will tell If she lifts up her crown. So she will stay quiet Remain in the grey Protected from life Told coldly to stay. And - Silent they are, those voices I feel Standing taller than he Who continue to kneel. CNK