My little secret
all safe in my mind...

I shall cast my eyes upon the hills,
from whence cometh my help...

You see me
but you can't see who i am...

Take your silver and your gold
roll it up into a mold...

Do i really want to do this?
i look over the cliff's edge...

And as they look back onto the scene,
blinking lights cut into their faces...

all alone i stand
with nothing but my tears...

I watched you standing on that cliff
of pain anger and lies...

Lost i am
in the darkness of mind...

How should i start this..
"b" is for old Benedict who wasn't all...

Soldiers walk onto the field
heads held up high...

Hello, my name is Silence
I live on barren dirt...