He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet" St. Peter shaking his head I'm far away For nights and days Silent they I'm running It's like your voice I hear Into my face Keeps drying my tears

When the calm is setting in We'll watch it swiftly disappear Too many years of silence Soon he's bound to reappear On the eve of their doom They are baptized In the unholy waters of Bodom With no hint of the torture awaiting To greet them at the break of

Kiss while your lips are still red While he's still silent Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool Drown into eyes while they're still blind Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

Sacred mind We build a new pleasure-dome here Fire, walk with me Try to remember me Could not break the silence Could not move in here How can they stay so silent?

Like a scream but sort of silent Living out my nightmares Voices repeating me 'Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.' Voices discussing me 'Others steal your thoughts They're not confined 'Love, just don't stare'

When there is reason tonight I'm awake When there's no answer arrive the silent man If there is balance tonight he's awake If they have to suffer there lies the silent man A question well served Is silence like a fever, A voice never heard Or a message

At least we're underneath Underneath the same moon Shadows of the night Moving on the ground Like silent clouds They follow me around Tonight I stand in this lonely place I search the heavens For some saving grace

Sorrow swallows my screams My story starts the day they said "she can't be found" the news so dark, heart stopped, I stood silent without a sound It's over, she's finished, mother lies with my father and sister too Cold-blooded, they suffered, shot down

The last head falls to the ground No one is left alive They thought that they could take me down But it's not my time to die I wipe the blood from my sword And slide it in my belt This is the sweetest of rewards The best rush I have felt Ten men are dead