Itās quiet now.
And as I think my thoughts alone,
I try to keep my head straight, But I think Iām too far gone.
For in the silence, A truth rings even louder,
A constant grinding, begging recognition of its power.
Through its eyes I take the trip, Destiny:
the place Of pain and pleasure absolute, where sorrow has a face
A place of time, where spirit, asked to stand and hold its ground,
has lost its equilibrium and is slowly sinking down.
Down into the darkness that the lack of will affords.
Down into the shadows, past the junkies, past the whores.
Down into the mire, suffocating all that lives
But if I say I care, I lie, for I have no more left to give.
Well I sāpose a hand would help. Oh yeah thereās no-one here.
Guess thatās what I wanted. Once again my greatest fear -
I just longed to hear a birdās song Just to let me know thereās light,
but as we all know a songbird never sings its song at night.
But itās quiet now.
A thought, a subtle image, comes creeping round again.
A vision, clear as day projects onto my lens.
If my little heart pounds in hope for once all hopeās not lost,
but even as I try I find the truth demands a cost
exacted from my soul, my only means of recompense,
taken as a toll - for even knowledge charges rent -
removed from me without consent. Iām now a hole to fill,
compounded by the fact that I hear the grinding still.
The darkness, sure and silent, grows fast beyond my reach.
A ray of light has not a chance - the shadows canāt be breached.
A fight ensues: and all is waged, until the end has come.
A battle, to the death pits the father against his son.
But now I ask the guide, of this my final fate as Iām lead into the sound,
I hear the closing of the gate. The silence I once feared, at last my final end.
The silence I once hated, has become my only friend.
Again. Itās quiet now.
Like all the lyrics in this song, highlighted my favourite bits but they need the context 
