Unconcerned with the ebb and flow of life and d**h
Carries the ageless message of your love from age to age
Should guilty seek asylum here
Like one pardoned, he becomes free from sin
Should a sinner make his way to this mansion
All his past sins are to be washed away
Wash it all away
The sight of this mansion creates sorrowing sighs
And the sun and the moon shed tears from their eyes
Shed tears from their eyes
The sycophant asylum
Where no one knows how far it goes but that's okay
In this world this edifice has been made
To display thereby our glory
O king you are no more
Your empire has vanished
Your throne lies shattered
Your minstrels sing no more
Despite all this, the courier of your love untarnished by time
Unwearied, unmoved by the ris and the fall of empires
Unconcerned with the ebb and flor of life and d**h, the ageless message
In d**h she lives, headless and waiting
'Till these minstrels sing no more
The sight of this mansion creates sighs
And the sun and the moon shed tears from their eyes