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FAR AWAY
IN SOME LOVELY WAY I HEAR YOU CALL
YOUR SOLDIERS MARCHING
ALL HARM WITHDRAWN
MY TRIBE LOOKS AT THE RAYS OF THE SUN
FOR THE SAVIOR FOR A GOD
WHY DO I LOOK AT THE HORIZON
FOR A MAN NO STRANGE AT ALL

FAR AWAY
IN SOME LOVELY WAY I HEAR YOU CALL
THE ROSES TAKE OFF THEIR UNDESERVING THORNS
THE WIND INTOXICATED IT BLOWS AND IT BLOWS
THE BIRDS THEY SING AND THEY SING AND THEY SING
THE DOGS THEY BARK AND THEY BARK AND THEY BARK
KINGS TAKE OFF THEIR MERITLESS CROWNS
I HAVE GONE REDEEMED FOR ALL I KNOW
I SAVED MY SOUL FOR YOU TO GROW

FAR AWAY
IN SOME LOVELY WAY I HEAR YOU CALL
MY TRIBE'S GONE WEARY WAITING FOR YOU TO APPEAR
I AM NO PROPHET FOR THEM TO BELIEVE
BUT I LISTEN, I LISTEN,
I HAVE LISTENED TO YOU FOR YEARS
YOUR WORDS OF HONEY DANCING FROM MY EARS
TO MY MIND TO WHERE MY VISION IS CLEAR
AND I SEE YOU, MASTER
THE BEAUTY OF YOU
UNDER THE RAYS OF LIGHT
THE BEAUTY OF YOU
OF YOUR SACRIFICE
HAND TO THE WEST, HAND TO THE EAST
THERE WAS BEAUTY IN FAILING TO BREATHE
UNTIL YOU LET ME KNOW
I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOUR SACRIFICE
NOT YOU

FAR AWAY
IN SOME LOVELY WAY I HEAR YOU SPEAK
I'M NOT COMING BACK, I'M NOT COMING BACK
AND THIS IS WHY YOU LOVE ME

AGNUS DEI

He would go to all these wonderful places to dream and he would find himself dreaming about a crucifix, the only reason as to why people nowadays fail to muse on religious tales is because the church wants you to believe in something without taking part in it. It was too personal, him and Jesus, it was too ethical. And he would go do unethical things in the church, but The Lord's face staring at him while celebrating sin would be worth the challenge. And so, something happened everytime, and he would always come back for more. Sin was a price he was willing to pay as long as he had God looking at him, taking him places without having to break the boundary, the unbearable cruelty of touching.