by David A Campbell Jr.
Monday, January 27, 2003
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Broken hearts and broken dreams,
Unanswered prayers and unanswered screams.
Is it true what Nietzsche said,
Could it be God's really dead?
For I sought him in the air
But I did not find him there.
Turn around on this carousel.
Free me from this present hell.
Take heed Crescentia and Modestus
Of the incarnate Sancta Vitus.
Dance we now through this labyrinth.
Intoxicating sweet and tender absinthe.
Agnus Dei, remember my name,
Agnus Dei, take away my shame.
I walk where angels dare not tread.
Together we'll fly when our wings have spread.
Sparrows flutter in my mind.
Providence, have You left us behind?
What is it you have in store?
I can't enter in through the door.
See you there on the other side.
Take away these tears I've cried.
Holy Mary, full of grace,
Pray you take me from this place.
Can You take away every sin?
Can we start all over again?
Take me now, make me whole,
Sweet Lord Jesus, heal my soul.
Sancta Maria, ora pro nobis,
Holy Redeemer, do not forget us.
Bring us into Your Kingdom of Light.
When we from this world take flight
Hold us gently at Thy breast
Once upon our eternal rest.
Kyrie receive my prayer
For I know You are always there
To remind us there is always hope
From our end of the kaleidoscope.
Copyright ©2002 David Albert Campbell