Kneel Till Doomsday

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
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 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
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 And it is within your comfort that 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
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 It's for you, Christ, that my bodie's 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 heaven's 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
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 She spoke of Christ to the deaf and the poor
 The woman, woman of fatalism is here now
 Her heart creeps among shadows of sick children
 The dying, graceful snow breaks her simple back