Consciously We Shall Never Witness Silence;
The Sounds Of Life Shall Continue To Resonate
In Our Ears Until Death. Even The Steady Rate
Of His Heart Is An Avalanche In The Silence.
As The World Is Continuously Filled,
They Get Louder Until They Pulse As One Beat,
Merging Together Until It Is Unbearable.
As One It Burns As Bright As The Sun In All Her Glory,
Intensifying Until We Vibrate In Delicious Torture.
Before Death It Is This Sound Which Preludes That Vacuum.
To Dwell In That Vast Wasteland With Only
Thoughts For Company We Finally Understand That
A Whisper Is The Sweetest Sound.