The Mass

Always increasing
Or decreasing
Detestable life
Now hardens
And then heals
I play the mind's game

Now hardens
And then heals
I play the mind's game
Poverty
Power
Dissolves like ice

Divine
Divine me
Divine harvest
Divine messiah
Divine messiah
Divine
Divine me
Divine messiah
Divine messiah

Fate of salvation
And virtue
Now contrary to me
Is emotion
And weakness
Always in servitude
At this hour
Without delay
Touch the heart's beat

Divine
In divine
Fate of salvation
Divine

At this hour
Without delay
Touch the heart's beat
What fate has
Strikes the strong
Mourn with me all