The Hush Sound A Dark Congregation
A dark congregation
Of familiar faces
Gathered around the quiet earth
A red rose
Fell upon the soft snow
Prayers were whispered so slow
From our mouths
Our breath rose in the cold, like a hundred souls escaping
Save me, I am swallowed by the guilt of this
You're gone, sleeping in the dust
We will not let time erase us
We are surrounded
By all of the quiet sleepers inside the quiet earth
A fear that I cannot shape
You dared to kiss the face of the night
Our lips were cold as clay, we couldn't speak anyway
Save me, I am swallowed by the guilt of this
You're gone, sleeping in the dust
We will not let time erase us
Our breath rose in the cold
Like a hundred souls
We, we are alone
I know you're gone
Save me, I am swallowed by the guilt of this
You're gone, sleeping in the dust
We will not let time erase us
