The Quiet Lyrics - Bella Morte

And this silence is her life 

Falling fast into the dark November sky 

Over voices she shall cry 

Soundless screams are felt before the sun can rise 

Hear her voice as strong as steel 

Speaking long dead names to keep the evening still 

In her heart [Incomprehensible] all time 

Trapped for now in faith that death is still alive 

To the fields and seas again 

Without sign we wander through the haze of this dark land 

In a dream she gently cries 

In a tear her story moves to find the floor 

And she speaks before she goes away 

"Carry on, my friend but leave me not alone" 

Till the reign of sleep again 

Without sight we wander through the haze of this dark land 

In the fields and seas again 

Without sight she wanders through the haze of this lost land 

To the seas again till we find our lives again 

And the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore 

To the seas again till we find our lives again 

And the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore 

To the seas again never find our lives again 

And the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore 

To the seas again never find our lives again 

As the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore