Romans & histoires No Pity For A Coward Suicide Silence Lyrics

Even the machines seemed to hush themselves, as if waiting—hoping—for any sign of him. But he didn’t move. And that silence was the loudest thing I had ever heard. The silence pressed against my ears until I couldn’t breathe. My knees trembled. My throat burned. And then the dam cracked. “I’m sorry…” The words tore out of me in a broken whisper. “Damiano, I’m so, so sorry…” A sob ripped through my chest, sharp and humiliating. I pressed his cold fingers against my forehead as if I could warm them just by wanting it enough.

“ Evil, like a darkness lurking deep within my soul. It takes over piece by piece until it consumes you entirely, leaving nothing but darkness. It turns you into someone you don’t want to be. Your thoughts and actions are no longer your own.” I watched him closely as he explained, hearing the fear in his voice. I felt a pang of sympathy. He seemed in so much pain. Without realizing it, I placed my hand over his, giving it a slight squeeze. He looked up, startled. I quickly pulled my hand away, but he reached out, taking it back and staring deep into my eyes. It seemed he wanted to say something but decided against it and looked away. “ Sorry,” he said, releasing my hand and sulking back into

My voice comes out weak. She enters the room, and I don't move to get up because I want to stay in silence and total darkness. "Please... Don't be like this, my beautiful girl. I don't want you to be like this. I'm sure you think I don't know what you're feeling, and you're right, but I won't allow you to die in the darkness." That's what I don't want. Pity! I'm a stupid coward, crying and crying won't get me out of everything good or bad that surrounds me.

Lightsticks beamed brightly in the darkness, flooding the space with vibrant hues. "Silence speaks for those who listen." Kyle's magnetic voice came through as he jumped down the swing. The music gradually grew louder. "This song tells the story of a boy who took forever to understand the whispers of his silence, finally losing the girl he loves," he continued. "Hope you'll enjoy it."

"But while you’re choking the life out of me... Silas is sitting in his study, preparing the suicide note they’re going to find in her cell by morning. Is your goddamn pride worth her life?" The words hit me like a physical blow. The ice in my chest shattered, leaving nothing but a raw, bleeding vacuum. I let go of him so abruptly his knees buckled, his back sliding down the rusted metal until he hit the wet gravel, coughing violently as he clutched his throat.

“Listen to me, Lucy. Everything between us has been poisoned by silence. By lies. If I die tonight, I won’t let that poison be the last thing I leave you with.” The words struck deep, unraveling the fragile dam she had built inside herself. She swallowed hard, her throat burning. “Then speak. But know this I don’t promise I can bear it.” He nodded, breath trembling. “Then I’ll carry it for both of us.” He took a moment, gathering strength, his hand finding hers again. The touch was frail but grounding.

“Why have you kept silent all these years when you know the truth? Is it because you’re a coward?” “You suddenly realized that you can’t fight against them? Or maybe… you realized you’re too weak to do so?” “Shut the fuck up,” he spat. “You don’t know anything.” “Of course, I don’t know. I wasn’t there. But if there’s one thing I’m certain about, it’s that your silence is leading to the death and suffering of many.” He stayed silent, appearing to contemplate my words, so I decided to strike while the iron was hot.

] [I wish you and Sophia happiness. [This is goodbye. Let's never meet again.]