A Song for Deaf Ears in Empty Cathedrals

The veils trails and trials In hearts rites and dreams And count your blessings The night has no end Let go, give in, succumb Hail that emptiness The things that you let in Are things that might leave you dead Don't speak, words are futile And time will erase the rest The night distilled with tears Unfruitful loveless empty Let go, give in, succumb Share my emptiness The things that you let in Are things that might leave you dead The burned out incense of a buried love Empty halo Rising above You are the one, of that I'm sure But shall the fear become the cure The fear of letting go That has buried me in this field of snow