Only Mimes Yell

Touching ground, 
Approaching hell
Mind full of lust and a soul to sell
Linger on,
Can’t be wrong 
Seeking a savior in your palms 
Til you look down
on the naked ground
Minding the loud bastard clouds 
Who can believe
An entity unseen,
When speaking to the blind?
In a world of the deaf 
The saints waste their breathes 
Claiming those mimes can yell 
So let them drown, 
With the waves as they announce 
That only they can be heard in shells