Across the waves, through the mists of clarity
Is where our dreams lay to rest.
The Holy Isle; Born in sincerity
Leaves us all, a dreamers land.
Kyrie Elesion, Pray for our souls-
Let us not be taken by the autumn's dark,
All hallows seeks to encompass us in fold,
Let evil in our dreams never leave it's mark!
Once and future king, lead us to Christ-
Let us not fear at the end of days,
Salvation is born only through strife.
We shall strive, and glory be made-
And at the end, All shall pass away.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
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