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Kyrie / Gloria

 

Kyrie / Gloria

(альбом: The Seven - 2022)


Gathered like a herd of sheep
A wingless dove which tries to aim for sanctity
Sanctimonious lurking in your robes of guilt
Drink the holy ghost waiting for epiphany

Anoint yourself with the blood of your fallen son
But how to be a saviour when you cannot run
Nailed to a piece of oaken timber in the morning light
Neglected by your priests which feast on your flesh at night

This is my body which is broken for you
This is my blood, drink it in remembrance of me

Bring the meat for the feeble traitors you have born
Fat, rich and bold and still you suffer with your crown of thorns
Out of golden goblets let the altar wine flow like a spring
Shady creatures floating helplessly without a king

Kyrie eleison
Christe eleison
Gloria in excelsis deo

Kyrie eleison
Christe eleison
Gloria in excelsis deo

Kyrie eleison
Christe eleison
Gloria in excelsis deo

Kyrie eleison
Christe eleison
Gloria in excelsis deo

This is my body
This is my blood

Gloria patri
Et filio
Et spiritui sancto

Sicut erat in principio
Et nunc
Et semper
Et in saecula saeculorum

Amen!

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