"O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rules falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
But take away our pride."
(G.K. Chestertone: English Hymnal)
Just a babe in a black abyss,
No reason for a place like this.
The walls are cold, and souls cry out in pain.
An easy way for the blind to go,
A clever path for the fools who know.
The Secret of the Hangman - the smile on his lips.
The light of the Blind - you'll see,
The venom that tears my spine,
The Eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see.
She came to me with a serpents kiss,
As the Eye of the Sun rose on his lips.
Moonlight catches silver tears I cry.
So we lay in a black embrance,
And the seed is sown in a holy place,
And I watched and I waited for the dawn.
The light of the Blind - you'll see,
The venom that tears my spine,
The Eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see.
Bind us all together,
Ablaze with Hope and Free.
No storm of heavy weather,
Will rock the boat you'll see.
The time has come to close your eyes,
And still the wind and rain.
For the one
