i hear you breathe so far from here

i feel your touch so close and real

and i know my church is not of silver and gold

its glory lies beyond judgement of souls

the commandments are of consolation and warmth



you know our sacred dream won't fail

the sanctuary tender and so frail

the sacrament of love,the sacrament of warmth is true

the sacrament is you



i hear you weep so far from here

i taste your tears like you're next to me

and i know my weak prayers are not enough to heal

oh,these ancient wounds so deep and so dear

the revelation is of hatred and fear



you knoiw our sacred dream won't fail

the sanctuary tender and so frail

the sacrement of love,the sacrement of warmth is true,

the sacrement is

you