Procession
sheltered darkness without pain
crushed under dreams, dreams of love sustained
black on black, procession ends no more time, time time to make amends
always the beginning holds the keys to the end
however hidden they might be
the keys to misery and depression
that always lead to death yet new beginnings
death of man, woman, child the marked beasts born to die
lead all, they follow down
God, hold onto something my hands have lost their shape
why do you let me suffer such disgrace?
brush the weathered, fetish costume dressed in red
rampart of bones, loosely constructed the absence of heads
sheltered darkness without pain
crushed under dreams, dreams of love sustained
black on black, procession ends no more time, time time to make amends
i have seen the possessed, touched by grace
not love lost i seek no pleasure, no gain
death of man, woman, child the marked beasts born to die lead all, they follow down
god, hold onto something my hands have lost their shape
why do you let me suffer, suffer such disgrace?
procession ends no more time, time time to make amends
crushed under dreams, dreams of love sustained
black on black, procession ends no more time, time time to make amends
always the beginning holds the keys to the end
however hidden they might be
the keys to misery and depression
that always lead to death yet new beginnings
death of man, woman, child the marked beasts born to die
lead all, they follow down
God, hold onto something my hands have lost their shape
why do you let me suffer such disgrace?
brush the weathered, fetish costume dressed in red
rampart of bones, loosely constructed the absence of heads
sheltered darkness without pain
crushed under dreams, dreams of love sustained
black on black, procession ends no more time, time time to make amends
i have seen the possessed, touched by grace
not love lost i seek no pleasure, no gain
death of man, woman, child the marked beasts born to die lead all, they follow down
god, hold onto something my hands have lost their shape
why do you let me suffer, suffer such disgrace?
procession ends no more time, time time to make amends
Credits
Writer(s): Graeme Edge, Raymond Thomas, John Lodge, Justin Hayward, Mike Pinder
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