Benediction

Rising through the sacred grounds

From the landscape vast and wide to see;

In the distance far

Where light shines in your yes;

You're blinded, beyond thoughts

In your mind, those dreams

That haunt you down to bleed

The might of the men; whose thoughts look

Them straight through their blinded eyes

Whom they lay the tasks for

To teach us of our sins

There is a keeper who looks

Into his crystal ball

To watch and command

All the people who come and pray

To his image of a man

As they look to him they bow their heads

And kneel in the court yards

To await his sermon

As a figure of monk rises to the stand

Discloses his hood

To pray a command

Mass has now began

(All hail) me!

Who's in your minds

And will command

All (our lives)

For those who seek

(We seek) my guidance

Are to give themselves to me

(Blessed be) me!

Who is the lord thy god to be

For this the time, now (in fear)

You all should be, willed by praises

Of faith and love to whom (to you)

Alast the time is near, for I must

Speak these words so you can

Hear the benediction

I am the lord!

For all must say amen-to a man

Here in the fields

Someone is calling my

Name: words for

The righteous:

(speak my son)

And words for

Those who are blind

Deceitful deceiver

You liar of man

Here this our God!

Make this man pray