The silence rained down on the center that day, the silence
Rained down on those who knew naught but sorrow
The silence rained down enveloping all that knew its pain,
Amidst the wake of untold horrors duly drowning towards oblivion
Unhallowed empty nights whereon no clock strikes ever,
Diluvian zones unraveling, a sacred chalice without dawn
The silence rained down on the center that day,
The silence rained down on all who felt its cryptic power
And the meek knew only fear under that mesmeric white silence,
Under the silence of the center and the drowning of the main
Crucifixion laid its mark on that undrawn hour,
Lost unto the whiteness crying in the rain