

(shhh... Kyrie
eleison...) Through the stained glass,
a heavy shadow falls
We search for grace within these silent walls (Kyrie eleison)
Light breaks the dark,
a dawn about to rise
Mercy descending from the quiet skies (ahhh)
Dust in the beam,
the ancient spirits sigh
A quiet hope beneath the iron sky (amen)
Light breaks the dark,
a dawn about to rise
Mercy descending from the quiet skies (ahhh)
(Kyrie... eleison...)