Kill the Choir

Every voice is like a parasite

Feeding on my sleepless nights

Tried to drown them in the silence

But they scream louder in the quiet

Light the match,

My heads on trial.

I'll burn it all,

Just to break the cycle

I’m cutting the cords, pulling the wires

Burning the scripts of my own ghost writers.

Tonight's the night,

I kill the choir.

They built an army in my head,

Their only goal (wishing me dead)

In a moment of silence,

They install their virus.

Nobody hates me, like me.

Light the match,

My heads on trial.

I'll burn it all,

Just to break the cycle

I’m cutting the cords, pulling the wires

Burning the scripts of my own ghost writers.

Tonight's the night,

I kill the choir.

(They say I’m nothing…)

Then I’ll be nothing to them

(They say I’m broken…)

Good, I can’t break again

(They say I’ll fall…)

I fell, I bled

Now I stand, with the silence instead.

Light the match,

My heads on trial.

I'll burn it all,

Just to break the cycle

I’m cutting the cords, pulling the wires

Burning the scripts of my own ghost writers.

Tonight's the night,

I kill the choir.

If there’s a switch,

God…

just let me find it.

Even for a moment —

I'd be silent.