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