Now faith is dead
And we shut our eyes
Wishing God replied
And our world comes apart
Tearing the seams
Banished from our dreams

Be not afraid
Of what you will become
Be more afraid
Of what you are right now
Innocence is calling
Over on the other shor

Come, Sunday morn
Come, Sunday morn
In the morning chapel light
We will need each other's eyes
Knowing that our hearts are burning through

Come, Sunday morn
Come, Sunday morn
By the hand of God we're bound
To the angels and the clowns
Falling as the spires c

Destroying angel, move thy sword
The promise of its betting edge
The [?] of eternity
The terrible tongue of divinity
The terrible tongue of divinity

Oh, angel, hand you, reach and bind
The silent rush and put to sleep
The twisted bind that runs and leaps
I swall

Feel the touch of your soft hands of ash
Calling me back from the dead
And thus my love I will give of my heart
I will rend it apart once again

I remember it was just yesterday
When our warm bodies lay in the field
And long shadows played upon our skin
As the sun cr

Waiting here, in the dark
Into your heart to creep
The others have gone away
To the other side of the world

The wilderness in our eyes
Is an offering for the blind

Calling down the fires of the sky
I see you hiding in the dark
I hear you calling me by name

Harvests lying in the fields
Now we're rising from the ground
Waking from the Autumn sleep
Now we're scattered by the wind

And you know we will always be
Born to die again
Let the winter descend on me
Like a melody

Late December blankest life
Swallowing th

Just one time
Before the morning dawns
I'd like to feel us falling
Just like the world is fallen

Out of control
No one really understands
The limited longs of passion
Dictated by the lords of passion

I need indifference
To feel like nature does
No blac

And he came to me on a northern wind
And he flooded my mind in a river of light
And he wrapped my body in a breath of fire
Then he hid my soul in a cloak of night
like a devil's plaything

And he spoke to me in a language lost
And he turned my head with sweet seduction

The wine that flows from your hands
Is the force that shall release the world
The wine that flows from your hands
Shall release the world from the silent longing

Let the clouds ascend from the land
We reveal ourselves
And our silent longings
For it's time that we fa