There is a [bad word] 
And it is headed straight for our shore
Hold on to your heart
I've seen the signs before
How wicked these hours
These time we've seen before
How we built these odes
To our God
Wasting our tears
And chasing our fears
I look at these
And wish this was gone

Don't say another word
Some things are better kept silent
Don't say another word
Leave in silence, let me live in this silence

There is nothing left
In this beggar's hands
I gave like I give
To my God
But nothing is sacred
Within these walls
That I built, and you built
In our shame, in our fear
In this room
Full of yesterday's ghosts
Who am I, I ask
As I shatter and fall

Don't say another word
Some things are better kept silent
Don't say another word
Leave in silence, let me live in this silence
Let me feast in this silence