

{singer starts instantly}
No heaven reached these locked doors. (mmmmm)
{low chorus-bass note enters on the first line} I step from the
wet stone to the wooden floor.
{restrained dry drum machine enters on this second line} My coat is
dripping rainwater, the candles are cold,
Just a broken statue that nobody will hold.
I knelt in the shadows on the empty bench,
Breathing the cold air and the damp-earth trench.
Is anyone listening to a faith so thin?
{clean tremolo guitar enters} Where the dark begins.
No saint answers after midnight.
{low organ-like analog synthesizer tone} No saint answers after midnight.
(no
saint) I do not know
if I want forgiveness here,
Or if guidance is just another
form of fear.
Perhaps I only wanted another voice in the room,
To break the weight of this quiet gloom.
{guitar harmonics ringing} I watched the shadows cross the dusty floor,
No holy sign behind the locked door.
Waiting for something that I cannot name,
Playing an empty game.
No saint answers after midnight.
{melodic bassline variation} No saint answers after midnight.
(no
saint...) I called every name because silence had none.
{guitars and synth swell slightly} (silence had none...) I called every name
because silence had none.
No saint answers after midnight.
No saint answers after midnight.
(no
saint)
I left without an answer and carried no punishment.
{guitars fade to a single clean tone} {drums stop,
leaving
only the fading bass note}