A mortal lie did not denie that presentece in the town And days before the steal and the iron came around The music it was low and chanting so they say But they worn out the wicked sinfull way Tales of silenght singin They are just beginng And here... They could be mustiveous and feathers sing and bow But sad they had the power to drive a wise man mad But factories and workers then took their place And then the tow took of without a trace Tales of silenght singin They are just beginng And here... The spirits do delight and the miserious of night And only time will tell if theyl show themselfs again Be weary as you go of figures that apear And misterious music in your ear Tales of silenght singin They are just beginng And here...