A Sermon at its End

We were the ones who built the roads

Who changed the currents and what floats in them

We were the one who used to kneel

Who put up buildings and then sealed us in

We were the ones who made the songs

Who read your books and waited long and late

But how long must we wait?

Our echoes thunder in the sky

Our voices deepen as the days go by

And Lucifer who came so sane

Took all the anchors and then poured champagne

You can ask your daughters, but they won’t let you in

And the sons who served you they’re all drunk again

See them waving their hands while the wheel is still in spin

Waving their hands for their dreams to begin

Waving their hands for the veil at the end

You can ask your daughters, but they won’t let you in

And the sons who served you they’re all drunk again

And the few remaining are waving their hands while their skin’s growing thin

Waving their hands with their knees caving in

Waving their hands

And how long must they stand?

And if you come now and you love us

Well very few could wait

The eyewitnesses are bleeding

While their wives are getting laid

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All instruments and voices by MM except:

Casper Henning Hansen - Organ and piano

Bo Rande - Trumpet

Jeppe Skjold - Saxophone

Eva Myrsten - Violin

Jonas Petersen - Backing vocals