What dark time is coming, what dark time is here

The prophet emerges in garments of fear

He calls to his people to come to the feast

They gather unto him to wait for release

Alleluia

Remember the warnings, forget what you're told

The heart of the temple is hollow and cold

The face of the prophet is tired and creased

He raises his cup and falls to his knees



Come take my body, come take my soul

Come take me over, I want to be whole

Come take my body, come take my soul



We stand in a circle, we stand in the square

The power of numbers, the power of prayer

The churches are empty, the priest has gone home

And we are left standing, together alone



Come take my body, come take my soul

Come take me over, I want to be whole

Come take my body, come take my soul



Come rhythm, come silence, come into our shame

The fear has no heart and the fear has no name

Come sing alleluia, come sing domine

Come sing alleluia, come sing



Come take my body, come take my soul

Come take me over, I want to be whole

Come take my body, come take my soul