Alan Guno Magdalene
Can this life be what you wanted
Can you wake from dreams that haunt your mind
Can the tears that stain the desert
Wash away the darkness that you find
Hide from your burning secrets
From your smoldering shame
Magdalene
Banished from grace like the sands from the well
Here in this place between Heaven and Hell
Lies Magdalene
And the wasteland beckons to your
Sacred visions that have gone unnamed
Passions lost on paths so barren
Innocence is vanquished in your pain
Shame – They can read your mind now
Birds of prey taking flight
Magdalene
Blown like the sands in the desert you fell
Here in this land between Heaven and Hell
Cries Magdalene
Behold the life that awaits you
But it’s an empty life - an empty life. No!
Lift your eyes to the stars now
Sing the old hymns of redemption again
If the skies rained down with mercy
Would you believe in me then
The stones will be thrown
At the shame that you own
But hold on - hold on for what awaits you
When a fateful morning will end your exile and bring you mercy
Have mercy, mercy for Magdalene
Magdalene
Banished from grace like the sands from the well
Here in this place between Heaven and Hell
Rises Magdalene
Behold the tomb that awaits you
But it’s an empty tomb – an empty tomb. Oh!
