Merry monks are shallow as the waters of the ford
Sing a spiritual sancteum that covens of the lord
Dream away the darkening day that never was seen before
Would you bring me solace when all our love is gone
Will there be a promise waiting just behind the dawn
Oh, just behind the dawn
Sing a spiritual sancteum that covens of the lord
Dream away the darkening day that never was seen before
Would you bring me solace when all our love is gone
Will there be a promise waiting just behind the dawn
Oh, just behind the dawn
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