The Master’s Voice
Gazpacho
A piece of bread
That's how they sold it to you
That's what you tried to reach
Dominus domino
A taste of death
That's how they gave it to you
That wine was laced with lead
The master's voice is dead
You're chasing rainbows
With nothing there instead
Silent night
My simple life
Itself a mystery
Submits on bended knee
We were wasting all those years
End of the rainbow
Broken promises
With sour wine
The silent sky
Made you free
What now your majesty?
The master's voice is dead
The flock has scattered
Nothing there instead
There never was
We wasted all those years
Books in dark rooms
Friar's lantern
Losing time
