Silent Hymn, procession of those who's hearts are shattered, left forgotten in sheep's wool.
You hear the canyon speak; Allow him within to hold now. We drink the blood of our ancestors for this silent canyon hymn.
We have been forsaken, lost to those in their fervor of piety and justice.
We have no footing, on this craggy rock, as we sing this canyon hymn.
Oi, Oi!
Ee, Ee!
Lay yourself down, soak in the the wine and depravity of drunken hope!
Oi, Oi!
What have we now but ourselves!?
Ee, Ee!
We've been left to decide, lay silent in prayer as we sing this canyon hymn!
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