HIM The sacrament

I hear you breathe so far from me I feel your touch so close and real And I know My church is not of silver and gold, It s glory lies beyond judgement of souls The commandments are of consolation and warmth You know our sacred dream won t fail The sanctuary tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you I hear you weep so far from me I taste your tears like you re next to me And I know My weak prayers are not enough to heal Oh the ancient wounds so deep and so