Rang long and loud Repeat 'til you're blue in the face Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing steak? Their silence is deafening From the havens of thieves and kings Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds Action and answer as likely as a reversal of time Their silence is deafening From the retreats of tamed apologists Their disdain is crippling For those whose crises they have fixed I am your "untermensh" - a trace of filth to be scraped off A trace of filth to be scraped off Yet when it's you who's in their debt The strong-arm brings you to your knees So much for "progressive authority" A trace of filth to be scraped off Power for the powerless - well, where? Screaming at the wall to make more sense... ...I melt back into indifference The silence is deafening The silence is deafening The silence is deafening