The
slow drumbeats
In
the silence of a time
The
sound of its calling
Somebody
must wake up
Find
the truth of a crime
It
doesn't have to hide
The
tragedy came and gone
The
persons involved walking free
The
souls of the departed
They
can't stay quiet forever
The
slow drumbeats
In
the silence of a time
The
questions will keep flowing
There
will be no answer to deflect it
The
misty flow of the night
The
taking of souls one day will knock the doors
Somebody
must wake up
The
truth will clear the sky of darkness
The
souls of the departed
They
demand the crimes to be paid
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