Kneel Till Doomsday Lyrics

	I drank the meaning of her words, as theft
	She danced for Chopin, but his request was that she left
	The sea gave up his daughter for the moon
	So weary she looked, as my arm lifts at noon
	The fate of you and the world hung on his lonely choice
	I cannot, but I would love to bury the dead again
	Reward and punishment are the walls of a city bare
	And it is within you comfort I show the mirror
	A panic of rich desire leaps up from your burning face
	The face that shows your eyes was my sole victim tonight
	It’s for you, Christ, that my bodies’ here
	You’re bold with your anger and your love is shrewd
	He is quick so beware
	The cold pool waits just for you
	Pierced to the soul by heavens blade of dire shadows
	Where she speaks with her lord
	Her maker sits all alone
	Deeds are fruit, words are leaves
	Long shadows cast by old sins
	She spoke of Christ to the deaf and the poor
	The woman of fatalism is here now
	Her heart creeps among shadows of sick children
	The dying, graceful snow breaks her simple back

	I drank the meaning of her words, as theft
	She danced for Chopin, but his request was that she left
	The sea gave up his daughter for the moon
	So weary she looked, as my arm lifts at noon
	The fate of you and the world hung on his lonely choice
	I cannot, but I would love to bury the dead again
	Reward and punishment are the walls of a city bare
	And it is within you comfort I show the mirror
	A panic of rich desire leaps up from your burning face
	The face that shows your eyes was my sole victim tonight
	It' s for you, Christ, that my bodies' here
	You' re bold with your anger and your love is shrewd
	He is quick so beware
	The cold pool waits just for you
	Pierced to the soul by heavens blade of dire shadows
	Where she speaks with her lord
	Her maker sits all alone
	Deeds are fruit, words are leaves
	Long shadows cast by old sins
	She spoke of Christ to the deaf and the poor
	The woman of fatalism is here now
	Her heart creeps among shadows of sick children
	The dying, graceful snow breaks her simple back

	I drank the meaning of her words, as theft
	She danced for Chopin, but his request was that she left
	The sea gave up his daughter for the moon
	So weary she looked, as my arm lifts at noon
	The fate of you and the world hung on his lonely choice
	I cannot, but I would love to bury the dead again
	Reward and punishment are the walls of a city bare
	And it is within you comfort I show the mirror
	A panic of rich desire leaps up from your burning face
	The face that shows your eyes was my sole victim tonight
	It' s for you, Christ, that my bodies' here
	You' re bold with your anger and your love is shrewd
	He is quick so beware
	The cold pool waits just for you
	Pierced to the soul by heavens blade of dire shadows
	Where she speaks with her lord
	Her maker sits all alone
	Deeds are fruit, words are leaves
	Long shadows cast by old sins
	She spoke of Christ to the deaf and the poor
	The woman of fatalism is here now
	Her heart creeps among shadows of sick children
	The dying, graceful snow breaks her simple back

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