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Mass

- Emerson, Lake & Palmer (1971)

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You are listening to the song Mass by Emerson, Lake & Palmer, in album Tarkus (Progressive Rock). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: Tarkus (Progressive Rock).

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Lyrics

The preacher said a prayer
Save every single hair on his head
He's dead.

The minister of hate
Had just arrived too late to be spared
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made.

The pilgrim wandered in
Committing every sin that he could
So good.

The cardinal of grief
Was set in his belief he'd be saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made.

The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed
And all obeyed.

The messenger of fear
Is slowly growing, nearer to the time
A sign
The weaver in the web that he made.

A bishops rings a bell
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound.

The silent choir sing
And in their silence bring jaded sound
Harmonic ground
The weaver in the web that he made.