| Song | Silenced |
| Artist | With Life In Mind |
| Album | Grievances |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Your hands tied. | |
| You are bound and gagged. | |
| Everything you've been told has been a lie. | |
| We’re so afraid to step outside the lines. | |
| Conformed to restraints of this world. | |
| We've all been asleep since the beginning of time. | |
| Why are we so scared to use our minds? | |
| The only thing we can call our own. | |
| We pretend as if it doesn't even exist. | |
| Muzzles are tied to our mouths. | |
| Voices are never heard for fear of the repercussions. | |
| Imprisoned by our own reality, we dare to go against the grain. | |
| What will it take for us to come alive? | |
| Prepare to rid ourselves from the filth that rots our lives. | |
| Instead of living in the shadows of brothers who have fallen before us. |
| Your hands tied. | |
| You are bound and gagged. | |
| Everything you' ve been told has been a lie. | |
| We' re so afraid to step outside the lines. | |
| Conformed to restraints of this world. | |
| We' ve all been asleep since the beginning of time. | |
| Why are we so scared to use our minds? | |
| The only thing we can call our own. | |
| We pretend as if it doesn' t even exist. | |
| Muzzles are tied to our mouths. | |
| Voices are never heard for fear of the repercussions. | |
| Imprisoned by our own reality, we dare to go against the grain. | |
| What will it take for us to come alive? | |
| Prepare to rid ourselves from the filth that rots our lives. | |
| Instead of living in the shadows of brothers who have fallen before us. |
| Your hands tied. | |
| You are bound and gagged. | |
| Everything you' ve been told has been a lie. | |
| We' re so afraid to step outside the lines. | |
| Conformed to restraints of this world. | |
| We' ve all been asleep since the beginning of time. | |
| Why are we so scared to use our minds? | |
| The only thing we can call our own. | |
| We pretend as if it doesn' t even exist. | |
| Muzzles are tied to our mouths. | |
| Voices are never heard for fear of the repercussions. | |
| Imprisoned by our own reality, we dare to go against the grain. | |
| What will it take for us to come alive? | |
| Prepare to rid ourselves from the filth that rots our lives. | |
| Instead of living in the shadows of brothers who have fallen before us. |