Silent Fall - Sorne

Silent silent silent fall

nothing sacred exists at all

say goodbye to the mountain side

say goodbye to the lion’s cry

say goodbye to the trees and the breeze

of the ancient ancient ancient days

and with soot-covered crystal eyes

she leapt out upon silver skies

and I wept for my mother’s fragility

fading gently with the rain

silent silent silent fall

nothing sacred exists at all

and I wish dearly to believe

that the cloth of your corpse is real

and that you’ll ascend from the sand

and save me from their pagan hands

oh how I want my mother this night

stripped bare and alive

silent silent silent fall

nothing sacred exists at all