Lake & Palmer Emerson

Lake & Palmer Emerson - Mass songtekst

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The preacher said a prayer.
Save evry single hair on his head.
Hes dead.

The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!

The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting evry sin that he could
So good...

The cardinal of grief was set in his belief hed saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!

The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.

The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!

A bishops rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound!

The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!
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