Lyrics The mime - Hieronymus Bosch

The mime

Light fade…
Phantasma
Dancer in the shadow of shade
Tight silk… white magic above the river of black milk
Faces wet… the twisted cross of body silhouette
Heart’s kill, the lips are sealed
Silent life, never to laugh, never to cry
In the corner of the circle
Listening to speechless mime
Reciting unwritten poem
Without reason and rhyme
There’s no any choice for the ones who cursed to be unvoiced
The wordless strangers in a world of neverending noise