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Burning faith #Notre Dame
That structure against weather stood
A mass in latin holy brotherhood
Against the bombs and wars great terror blight
Crown of thorns its destiny. that crowning sight
A flaming headdress shook its core
Scaffold of fire was on the organs score
Quiet resolve and tears, that from the ash a cross reborn
Pray with me, the chancel choir in praise will sing
Burning faith the scorch marks we are suffering
For that time in, reflection grieve
For the gleam of life and not its eve
It's rose windows melt to be replaced
Beat your chest and try to fight
Last ashes glimmer as your last days bow out
the sent of sacrament, its waft alights
A mass in latin holy brotherhood
Against the bombs and wars great terror blight
Crown of thorns its destiny. that crowning sight
A flaming headdress shook its core
Scaffold of fire was on the organs score
Quiet resolve and tears, that from the ash a cross reborn
Pray with me, the chancel choir in praise will sing
Burning faith the scorch marks we are suffering
For that time in, reflection grieve
For the gleam of life and not its eve
It's rose windows melt to be replaced
Beat your chest and try to fight
Last ashes glimmer as your last days bow out
the sent of sacrament, its waft alights
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