DISTURBED - THE SOUND OF SILENCE

Writer:Paul Simon

Producer Kevin Churko

Singer:David Draiman

First Perfomace:Simon & Garfunkel

Album: Immortalized(2015)

Disturbed are:

David Draiman:lead vocals and backing vocals

Dan Donegan:lead/rhythm guitar, bass guitar, ebow, keyboards, backing vocals, acoustic guitar and piano on "The Sound of Silence"

Mike Wengren:drums, percussion, backing vocals and timpani on "The Sound of Silence"

Additional musicians

Bob Sanders:voicemail speaker on "Save Our Last Goodbye"

Kevin Churko:additional arrangement on "The Sound of Silence"

Samantha Maloney:additional orchestral arrangement on "The Vengeful One" and "The Sound of Silence"

Suzie Katayama:additional conductor, arrangement on "The Sound of Silence"

Steve Churchyard:additional engineering on "The Sound of Silence"

Production and design

Kevin Churko:engineer, mixing and production

Kane Churko, Shawn McGhee:additional Protools editing

Pete Winfield:additional mixing

Charlie Paakari, Khloe Churko:studio management, general assistance

Ted Jensen:engineer, layout, mastering and mixing

Alex Tenta, Raymond Swanland:art direction, artwork, design, cover art and illustration

Travis Shinn:photography

Jeffrey Light:legal

Lyrics - Στίχοι:

Hello, darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

'Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never share

And no one dare

Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools," said I, "You do not know:

Silence, like a cancer, grows.

Hear my words that I might teach you.

Take my arms that I might reach you."

But my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon God they made

And the sign flashed out its warning

And the words that it was forming

And the sign said,

"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls."

And whispered in the sound of silence