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REQUIEM FOR THE MASSES (Terry Kirkman) The Association Requiem aeternam, requiem aeternam (Eternal rest, eternal rest) Mama, mama, forget your pies Have faith they won't get cold And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky Your flag is flying full At half mast, for the matadors Who turned their backs to please the crowd And all fell before the bull Red was the color of his blood flowing thin Pallid white was the color of his lifeless skin Blue was the color of the morning sky He saw looking up from the ground where he died It was the last thing ever seen by him Kyrie, Eleison (Lord, have mercy on us) Mama, mama, forget your pies Have faith they won't get cold And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky Your flag is flying full At half mast, for the matadors Who turned their backs to please the crowd And fell before the bull Black and white were the figures that recorded him Black and white was the newsprint he was mentioned in Black and white was the question that so bothered him He never asked, he was taught not to ask But was on his lips as they buried him Rex tremendae majestatis (King of tremendous majesty) Requiem aeternam, Requiem aeternam (Funeral cadence, drums) (fade) (Contributed by Doug - April 2006)

    


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