Ode to the silence so deftly hewn
As firs slain in rhythm...as though they knew
So cold, so callous to render them nameless
Dream another day...of one that will deny you
Dream another day...of one that will decry you
O bride of the ocean, the sun and the moon
Engaged and embattled, the voice of truth...in truth
So long did suffer prey to the shameless
To sweep through the meadows
To weep at the scaffold
And may love and justice deny you
When all along you'd known that you were benign