If We Scream Loud Enough
we were once the respected
Bringers of Death
louder louder louder
we told them It was Coming
When It was Coming
and they Listened to us
always listened
we have always been here
screaming
we are in agony
we mourn for those not lost
yet
And Yet
we scream still
we try to warn those who need it
all of them
all of you
they Listen no more
not any longer
It's coming
Listen to us!
we say
as we scream to you
in vain
no;
no longer listening
to the Banshees
in the corner
weeping
speaking
shouting
stomping
softly
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