Barachiel:
The Cathedral of the Blessed,
Amidst the towering majesty of clouds.
As an Angel on bended knees
Pray to the passion of the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost.
The answers are not within the constant pursuit
Of happiness or the pleasures of the moment
For they are just attachments upon the earth
that are forever fleeting and passing
Into the night of the day.
Focus instead on the breath
Of each sacred moment,
And within the total releasement
Of your stress and sorrows
Within the walk of your life.
If you stumble or if you fail,
Do not hesitate to call upon the Angels,
For they are always with you,
And just waiting to lift you up
To your given destiny
When you just call their names,
When you simply call their names.
The Cathedral of the Blessed,
Amidst the towering majesty of clouds.
As an Angel on bended knees
Pray to the passion of the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost.
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria
In the highest,
Forever is the lamb
That was slain
Upon the wooden Cross
Of Calvary.
Peace to all,
Forgiveness to all,
Redemption for all.
As a Templar Knight,
placed the holy cup,
of the Last Supper,
upon the Altar of God.
Gloria, Gloria, Gloria
In the highest,
Forever is the lamb
That was slain
Upon the wooden Cross
Of Calvary.
Peace to all,
Forgiveness to all,
Redemption for all.
As a Templar Knight,
placed the holy cup,
of the Last Supper,
upon the Altar of God.