Letra de Mass - Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Letra de canci�n de Mass de Emerson, Lake & Palmer lyrics
The preacher said a prayer.
Save ev�ry single hair on his head.
He�s dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev�ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he�d saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
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The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A bishops rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!
Save ev�ry single hair on his head.
He�s dead.
The minister of hate had just arrived to be spared.
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made!
The pilgrim wandered in,
Commiting ev�ry sin that he could
So good...
The cardinal of grief was set in his belief he�d saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made!
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/mass-emerson--lake-y-palmer.php
The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed,
And all obeyed.
The messenger of fear is slowly growing, nearer to the time,
A sign.
The weaver in the web that he made!
A bishops rings a bell,
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound!
The silent choir sing and in their silence,
Bring jaded sound, harmonic ground.
The weaver in the web that he made!
