We are the order of grinding silence

Leaving the peace as the music subsides

Again impacting with brutal sonics

He will expel the evil of darkness

[CHORUS]

Essence of silence

Monks of the high Lord

Essence of noise

Monks of the high Lord

Feeling cold from a menacing absence

I'm surrounded by a constant noise

I remember my true religion

I adjourn to your peace in the mist

[CHORUS]

[BRIDGE]

I see, the beauty and beast

I feel, your power and beat

I know there is a way

Show me, grinding silence

So many people

Caught in a world of noise

Open your mind and see the sound of the quiet

Live in the grinding silence

A life of sheer extremes

Noise and quiet, life, Lord & peace

What do you worship?

Don't worship gods of wood and steel

[BRIDGE]

Finding solace in the light of your word

Breeding life in the heast of silence

Humming a tune of orchestral essence

Meeting with you in the still of creation