Silence

So, little father
Time has passed
Ripping our ways
Silence has scrambled up on
Our hearts and dust has drove
In our souls by a cold and heavy wind
Pain of death seems so far, unreal
So, little father
Time fades away and
Death will fondle you
Sweet unknown
Silence has scrambled up on
Our hearts and dust has drove
In our souls by a cold and heavy wind
Forever