Dark Time - October Project

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