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| Mute 
 Stains, all around
 I try to count and give them numbers
 Stains, without sound
 Soaked in long deserted wonders
 Remains, of fired rounds
 They keep a secret in their slumber
 Remains, lost and found
 We told the truth and then we stumbled
 
 Let the splinters take the stand and wait for a rewind
 Let them tell you all about the crime
 I will be mute and let the numbness shout to you now
 I will be mute, cos only silence speaks the truth
 I will be mute, and fill the air without vibrations
 And I will be mute, only silence speaks the truth
 
 Break, what is whole
 Then smash the parts into tomorrow
 Break, a broken hole
 And fill the nothingness with sorrow
 Let the void sound, hear it scream confessions in your head
 Let the perfect emptiness embrace you in it's lead
 Conversate oblivion to see how it's combined
 It will tell you all about the crime
 I will be mute and let the numbness shout to you now
 I will be mute, cos only silence speaks the truth I will be mute,
 and fill the air without vibrations I will be mute,
 only silence speaks the truth
 
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| only silence speaks the truth
 and fill the air without vibrations I will be mute,
 I will be mute, cos only silence speaks the truth I will be mute,
 I will be mute and let the numbness shout to you now
 It will tell you all about the crime
 Conversate oblivion to see how it's combined
 Let the perfect emptiness embrace you in it's lead
 Let the void sound, hear it scream confessions in your head
 And fill the nothingness with sorrow
 Break, a broken hole
 Then smash the parts into tomorrow
 Break, what is whole
 
 And I will be mute, only silence speaks the truth
 I will be mute, and fill the air without vibrations
 I will be mute, cos only silence speaks the truth
 I will be mute and let the numbness shout to you now
 Let them tell you all about the crime
 Let the splinters take the stand and wait for a rewind
 
 We told the truth and then we stumbled
 Remains, lost and found
 They keep a secret in their slumber
 Remains, of fired rounds
 Soaked in long deserted wonders
 Stains, without sound
 I try to count and give them numbers
 Stains, all around
 
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| MMute |  | ute |  | uMte |  | jute |  | jMute |  | Mjute |  | kute |  | kMute |  | Mkute |  | nute |  | nMute |  |  
| Mnute |  | Muute |  | Mte |  | Mtue |  | Mhte |  | Mhute |  | Muhte |  | M7te |  | M7ute |  | Mu7te |  | Mkte |  |  
 
| Mukte |  | Mite |  | Miute |  | Muite |  | M8te |  | M8ute |  | Mu8te |  | Mjte |  | Mujte |  | Myte |  | Myute |  |  
| Muyte |  | Mutte |  | Mue |  | Muet |  | 
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