My mouth will open.
My mouth can speak.
All is quiet.
All is pain.
Do not speak as though you know.
Do not speak at all.
Slip into the quiet night.
Slip before you fall.
I stood upon the hill.
I looked long and deep and hard.
I fell long before I met the ground.
I fell long before I heard the sound.
All is quiet as the ring slips on.
All is quiet as the rage moves on.
And he stood like a rabid pig.
And he bled like a rabid pig.
Still so quiet I could hear the sound.
I could hear the sound.
Quiet footfalls as they hit the ground.
Run. Run. Run.