Mary Waits In Silence - Current 93

I shall return no more

The sea covers me To pick gold from the skies

I shall wait between the spaces

I shall return no more

Imperium et nihil

The silence has folded

Inside and out

And Mary waits in silence

Imperium nihil est

In the gap between

His thought and his word

And something is finished

And something is born

In the place where words cease

In the moment when

Actions no longer matter

Oh the sky may darken

The curtain tear

She shall wait

Silver dust falls from her hair

Waits a span or a time

Sketches of her life swirl

Around her silence silent

The sounds of her silence

The forms that they take

They cover me still

My fingers twist in pain

Words are finished

And I come swiftly

And with a vengeance

And Mary waits in silence