Write and Speak

[Tulk]

Take my entries, rub them away and erase my name
leave these leaves, white and fly, give me the blame
 
Take my breathe, choke my throat and burn my lament
loose the strength, relese the note, why they don´t chant?
 
I have no chance, i have no choice!
Why should i have a voice
 
One speach unheard, just a little tune without any tone
a preaching comprehend, that we are loud, in this one
 
One little voice to speak, one little word to write
freedom is existing, we seek, which book would have right?
 
I have no chance, i have no choice!
Why should i have a voice?
 
Take my time, i wait in tense, what´s your part?
lamed tide, you have no sense, this is my art!
 
I´ll find shelter, beneath filthy obscenity, we must preserve form!
i´ll hold ever, unbelief?, you´re guilty, end, i´m the norm!
 
I find my chance, i got my choice!
Write and speak is my voice!