Feast of Silence

There is a storm coming And it is headed straight for our shore Hold on to your heart, I've seen the signs before How wicked these, how wicked these hours These times we've seen How we built these odes to our God Wasting our tears and chasing our fears I look at these, I look at these and wish this was gone Don't say another word Some things are better kept silent Don't say another word Leave in silence, let me live in silence There is nothing left in this beggar's hand I gave like I give to my God Nothing is sacred within these walls That I built and you built in our shame, in our fear In this room full of yesterday's ghosts Who am I? I ask as I shatter and fall Don't say another word Some things are better kept silent Don't say another word Leave in silence, let me hear in silence Let me feast in this silence