Music
Pace yourself for middle black
For a life sublime
A labyrinth of riches
Never shall unwind
The threads that bind the pilgrim sack
Are stitched into the Blakeian back
So throw out this stupid cloak
Embrace all that you fear
For joy shall conquer all despair
In my Blakeian year
So throw out this stupid cloak
Embrace all that you fear
For joy shall conquer all despair
In my Blakeian year
Music
Mercy had a human heart
A pity, a human face
A hoom, a love, a human
Formed by a peace
A human dress
A hoom, a mercy, a pity
Peace and love
All pray in their distress
With mercy shall embrace
Mercy, shall embrace
Mercy
It is the mercy
It is the mercy
Mercy, shall embrace
Mercy, shall embrace
Mercy, shall embrace
It is the mercy
Mercy
Mercy
Mercy
Mercy
Mercy
Mercy
Mercy
