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Song for my band. |
| The silence that befalls us In the downfall of us all Reigns in the finite keeping Of all that is our call See the canvassed screening As the fallen gather strength Allow the golden hopeful And keep the held at length When it feels the lowly soundless And nothing is the same Everything that was No longer keeps its name When darkness faces faithless And the known has left its place Keep to the sun The yet undone And walk with steps of grace All nothingness has faded Into what has never been Kept from what once was glory To be locked away within Know always what was never Remember what was won Seek not the cage of secrecy Seek only what’s begun When it feels the lowly soundless And nothing is the same Everything that was No longer keeps its name When darkness faces faithless And the known has left its place Keep to the sun The yet undone And walk with steps of grace |