Buried because of progress and profit. Buried because of progress and profit. Face the facts, you can’t send the harlot for the job of a pilgrim. When we cast the script and we found it hard to tell either apart. Enter the modern world. Enter the modern world. Enter the modern world. Enter the modern world. Take rest my love cause the thief is blessed... c’mon... Rest my love cause the thief is blessed with sounding bells. Count.

Body count is all we got and I know that is hollow still. Midnight is growing deep. Midnight is growing deep. To sing of love, to sing of love is a lonely road. Shake up the press, but I walk in faith. Raise the flag, raise the flag, I’ve seen way too much. Raise the flag; raise the flag to let my heart break. Raise the flag, raise the flag, I’ve seen way too much. Raise the flag... Rest my love cause the thief is blessed. Rest my love cause the thief is blessed with sounding bells. With the father’s past, how can distances be great? This is for the earth that slept too late.
Bless the thief. (x4)