i feel your touch so close and real
and i know my church is not of silver and gold
its glory lies beyond judgement of souls
the commandments are of consolation and warmth

you know our sacred dream won't fail
the sanctuary tender and so frail
the sacrament of love,the sacrament of warmth is true
the sacrament is you

i hear you weep so far from here
i taste your tears like you're next to me
and i know my weak prayers are not enough to heal
oh,these ancient wounds so deep and so dear
the revelation is of hatred and fear

you knoiw our sacred dream won't fail
the sanctuary tender and so frail
the sacrement of love,the sacrement of warmth is true,
the sacrement is
you