| Song | Feast Of Silence |
| Artist | Vas |
| Album | Feast Of Silence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Azam Ali/Tyler Bates | |
| 作词 : Azam Ali | |
| There is a storm coming | |
| And it is headed straight for our shore | |
| Hold on to your heart | |
| I've seen the signs before | |
| How wicked these hours | |
| These time we've seen before | |
| How we built these odes | |
| To our God | |
| Wasting our tears | |
| And chasing our fears | |
| I look at these | |
| And wish this was gone | |
| Don't say another word | |
| Some things are better kept silent | |
| Don't say another word | |
| Leave in silence, let me live in this silence | |
| There is nothing left | |
| In this beggar's hands | |
| I gave like I give | |
| To my God | |
| But nothing is sacred | |
| Within these walls | |
| That I built, and you built | |
| In our shame, in our fear | |
| In this room | |
| Full of yesterday's ghosts | |
| Who am I, I ask | |
| As I shatter and fall | |
| Don't say another word | |
| Some things are better kept silent | |
| Don't say another word | |
| Leave in silence, let me live in this silence | |
| Let me feast in this silence |
| zuo qu : Azam Ali Tyler Bates | |
| zuo ci : Azam Ali | |
| There is a storm coming | |
| And it is headed straight for our shore | |
| Hold on to your heart | |
| I' ve seen the signs before | |
| How wicked these hours | |
| These time we' ve seen before | |
| How we built these odes | |
| To our God | |
| Wasting our tears | |
| And chasing our fears | |
| I look at these | |
| And wish this was gone | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Some things are better kept silent | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Leave in silence, let me live in this silence | |
| There is nothing left | |
| In this beggar' s hands | |
| I gave like I give | |
| To my God | |
| But nothing is sacred | |
| Within these walls | |
| That I built, and you built | |
| In our shame, in our fear | |
| In this room | |
| Full of yesterday' s ghosts | |
| Who am I, I ask | |
| As I shatter and fall | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Some things are better kept silent | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Leave in silence, let me live in this silence | |
| Let me feast in this silence |
| zuò qǔ : Azam Ali Tyler Bates | |
| zuò cí : Azam Ali | |
| There is a storm coming | |
| And it is headed straight for our shore | |
| Hold on to your heart | |
| I' ve seen the signs before | |
| How wicked these hours | |
| These time we' ve seen before | |
| How we built these odes | |
| To our God | |
| Wasting our tears | |
| And chasing our fears | |
| I look at these | |
| And wish this was gone | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Some things are better kept silent | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Leave in silence, let me live in this silence | |
| There is nothing left | |
| In this beggar' s hands | |
| I gave like I give | |
| To my God | |
| But nothing is sacred | |
| Within these walls | |
| That I built, and you built | |
| In our shame, in our fear | |
| In this room | |
| Full of yesterday' s ghosts | |
| Who am I, I ask | |
| As I shatter and fall | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Some things are better kept silent | |
| Don' t say another word | |
| Leave in silence, let me live in this silence | |
| Let me feast in this silence |