Silence burns beneath the soul of young abandoned ones
Oh, the things the demons do, for now it has begun
Hush the children, quiet down, the best is yet to come
Now, the darkest shadows do shine brighter than the sun.
Watch the young kindhearted ones be thrown into the wild
See a man, so furious, as he does beat his child.
These, oh yes, these are the days, the very last of them
Tears in children's eyes do sparkle brighter than a gem.
Tribulations, trials, pain, and all that we can stand
Suddenly, through crystal skies, there's God's almighty hand
Silence burned beneath the soul of young abandoned ones...
Oh, the things that God will do, for now it has begun...