Once songs of praise fill'd these shrines of glory br Crumbling cathedrals brother sun peeks his roving eye br Shadows trace the foot steps of Christian Monks br Whose chanting voices echo'd br Now were only memories lie br br Sister moon with thy pale white smile br Bathe the ruins shaped by the dust of time br Light the stairs of medieval stones forgotten br Tread by brothers when the bells in the Abby chimed br br Grayish skeletons of brick and mortar br Relics shrouded by the mist of dusk and dawn br Guardians whose walls still inspire awe br Though their choral masters have come and gonebr br John A.