Mass For The End Of Time Lyrics

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Bliss
a moments peace on earth
a breathing space rebirth

oxymoronic sympathy
a place where i can never be

bliss
all beauty coming down
from where beauty is never found

you saw yourself as a machine
you lost yourself inside a dream

bliss
a noose around my throat
a partner that i loath

i saw myself as pure divine
but thats a mortal sin, a crime

Jesus was a carpenter by trade
judge a man by what his hands made

Hitler was painting as a job
judge a man by what he's thinking of

Satan was an angel first
judge a devil by his curse

father your sons and daughters crawl
your faces turned towards the stars

mother your child is just a shard
your mirror makes your features hard