Our new album “Unspoken Words” is available at A Different Drum or Amazon for the US and via Poponaut for the EU!

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Tracklist:
1. Pure

2. My Creation
3. Holy Ground
4. Revelations
5. No Tomorrow
6. Sweet Illusion Part II
7. Live in Darkness
8. Lack of Silence
9. World of Confusion
10. Jericho
11. For the Devout
12. Unspoken Words
All the best!

/Endless Shame

Unspoken Words

I will meet you
Equal of soul
Equal of heart
And you will know me
And I you.
Beyond words
Beyond touch.
And then it shall begin.

I see the rain and think it is your tears

The vain repetition of life has brought you down

Sadness mars your beautiful face

I find you ugly

I find your acts ugly

Your discord reflects like a thousand mirrors

Unhappiness from happiness

Your soul in a thousand pieces

My heart it aches for your woe

I will not touch you from fear

I will not touch you from disgust

You are my friend

You cannot see what I know

My silence goes unnoticed

My fear comes unhindered

Your eyes are lit dimly

Your smiles do not meet your eyes

You walk away

It is raining and I think it is my tears

9 minutes to 1, a bright new morning of a brand new week. The havoc yesterday – dramatic, relieve and realization. As I have told this to my best bud, I realized in this house, under this roof, there is no where the word ‘belong’ lies in. In me.

“He can live off without me. She can live off without me. However, the world would end if they lost each other.”

My heart is bursting from the inside, with tears flowing down uncontrollably begging to my mind. ‘Let me out! Let me out!’ My emotions were controlled. Tugging my heart so tightly, I felt like I could have died from suffocation, but still, tears just wouldn’t flow.

Chasing back my mum for my dad, restoring the relationship for them with the price of my name, I had to do it. They just could not be good without the presence of each other. “Why even bother to chase after me? You’ve never respected me.”

That’s absolutely right.

My name has remained tainted, ever since the ever since. Barely anything could change. Barely. The efforts of which I’ve took. The efforts that lasted throughout 3 whole years. The maturity over the years gave me an opportunity, a reason to live on. It wasn’t just a single person who’ve told me I’ve changed for the better. It wasn’t just one, who shared the same sentiments as I do.

The many things I’ve tried to convince, from the deepest sincerity of my heart… was rejected. The letters of love and understanding, the little daily chores I did, the arguments I forsake and chose to gave in, everything where I laid down my pride to exchange for a favour in return, was swept away. With those dirty stained hands of hers.

Did she really think ‘authority’ was what she held in her hands? Did all the parents on this planet, really think that ‘their past’ was what they could place judgement on their children?

Her hands, held my tears. It held my heartaches. It held my pain. We were once connected by a single cord, we were once embracing each other by that cord. Now that we’re separated because I’ve arrived into this world, have we lost our connection?

Were you really understanding what had went through my mind?

The very day I was pushed away, I’ve decided to cast away. Everything I’ve put in. Everything I’ve gave. It was then I realized that my heart did not stop for a second, did not race or skip a beat when I blankly retort her fiercely, cruelly. Tears did not well up, the heart neither twitch nor ache anymore.

These adult friends of theirs, never failed to tell me the same blunt sentence over and over again. That I should not fight against my family. I should give in and obey. I should understand. Then, who the fuck would give me the understanding I need? Who, under the same roof could spare me some time and listen to my cries? Who, breathe through the same air could celebrate my happiness?

I’m tired of the fake postures. The empty smiles and vague replies. I’m revolting at the fake images of what my parents were feeding them about them and me. Should I laugh at their stupidity or should I wept for such prideful parents?

Starting afresh, it was looking bright
pun and fun getting alight,
another of the specials, amongst the commoner
glee’s and chuckles to be heard ever.

Now its but unspoken words,
left as they were, some precious verse!
Search for the perfect time;
oh! ’twas stolen by others in the game.

Other attachments, seeing more merrier,
got to be closing this sad chapter.
Broken bones he better stay with,
than mend a broken heart again sulking beneath!

Our final delivery of our Summer line has shipped and currently available at local SS dealers or online at KickzStore.com.

The Unspoken Tee is available in 3 colorways, White, Carolina Blue, and Red.  Retail is $32 and can be purchased now at your local SS Dealer or online at KickzStore.com

More pics of all colorways after the jump….