We are the order of grinding silence
Leaving the peace as the music subsides
Again
impacting with brutal sonics
He will expel the evil of darkness
CHORUS
Essence
of silence
Monks of the high Lord
Essence of noise
Monks of the high
Lord
Feeling cold from a menacing absence
I'm surrounded by a constant noise
I
remember my true religion
I adjourn to your peace in the
mist
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I see, the beauty and beast
I feel, your power
and beat
I know there is a way
Show me, grinding silence
So many
people
Caught in a world of noise
Open your mind and see the sound of the quiet
Live
in the grinding silence
A life of sheer extremes
Noise and quiet, life, Lord &
peace
What do you worship?
Don't worship gods of wood and
steel
BRIDGE
Finding solace in the light of your word
Breeding life in
the heast of silence
Humming a tune of orchestral essence
Meeting with you in the still of
creation
