Trinacria The Silence
Probed and persecuted
The watcher out of place
Or am I
Who is the enemy
Silence or flight
Shroud-red smoke
Masks are falling
Hinting at the truth I know now
Escape with me
Penetrate the walls
Running alongside
Interlocking hands
Now she is smiling
Letting the secret out
This was not the way
To freedom
