Текст песни Dissertation: 14

The silence we've found always prouder than the voice you lost.

Clawing through words dropped from lips content with a last breath like a heretic.

Finding a dream of salvation;

a hint of reality too involved for imagination.

This will be a tribute to the years we've spent building so much nothing,

a homage to our hands lost to empty sounds.Hot Cross - Dissertation: 14 - http://ru.motolyrics.com/hot-cross/dissertation-14-lyrics.html

The loudest days hiding hopeless eyes;

looking for a lifeline but only breaking ties.

We are so many lifetimes away from the one we want to be.

Take your place and play the part.

Wear your make-up like a weapon.