Noise
Silence is Loneliness
We crave the noise, we want the void to be loud
We want the Darkness to be Vibrating with the sounds of life
If art is how we decorate space then Music is how we decorate time
When our eyes close we want peace but some, some want the end deafening
To go in one last cresendo of life
Our Voices, Our creations, Our imagination is music
This one is for you the singers, the speakers, the music inventors.
Keep the void loud












