Current 93 - Dormition and dominion

^Am7In the mind of god The dead sleepi^Dm7ng lie ^{F Am7}And the little cogs though u^Dm7nmoving ^{F Am7}Hover over the turning ^Dm7wheel ^{F Am7} All life's ^Dm7a farce ^F

^Am7The broken bird is dr^Caped over the pa^Fths and pa^Dm7ths And p^Am7aths and pa^Cths ^{F Dm7} And t^Am7hose who say th^Cis world ^Fis not ^Dm7 The b^Am7loody gleaming par^Cadise of blo^Fod and jewel ^{Dm7 Am7}Lie

^Am7Opal and p^Dm7earl blo^Fodsocket ^Am7castings Ruby ja^Dm7smine ^Fjasper and^Am7 onyx Chalcedonthrone and a^Dm7mbergriscrown^{F Am7}Golden green leafwork ^Dm7Scrolled^F with the^Am7 farstars ^{C F}Pitted ^Dm7~~~with the mo^Am7onworlds ^CMother a^Flldewey ^Dm7 Ar^Am7rayed w^Cith the t^Fwink^Dm7ling lights ^Am7 The wo^Cvengold spu^Fngilded^Dm7 ~~~~blinking go^Am7deyes The sp^Cearsh^Fafts of h^Dm7eaven The s^Am7ould^Cwelling^F rock^Dm7homes ^Am7Are...

We have l^Am7ived before and s^Chall live again ^FAnd again ^Dm7 We have s^Am7lept before and s^Chall sleep again ^F We have danced t^Dm7hrough the shallow p^Am7ools And sh^Call rejoice^{F Dm7} Once a^Am7gain To th^Cose who say there i^Fs no hope I^Dm7 say... ^Am7liars ^CLiars ^{F Dm7}Liars you ^Am7are

Over the starry d^Dm7ancing stars ^FThere is a ^Am7land Under the sw^Ceatribbed b^Frow ^Dm7There is a l^Am7and And this is the g^Clobed wo^Frld of^Dm7 ~~~~the^Am7 Pantocrator ^C[Died in lines and died in si^Fngular] ^{Dm7 Am7}Finally I have und^Cerstood ^FI have und^Dm7erstood ^Am7I have unde^Crstood Though w^Fhen I slip sl^Dm7eeping and si^Am7lently ^C From t^Fhis ribbed room of s^Dm7ighs Y^Am7ou shall not f^Cind the h^Fistory of ^Dm7His personal v^Am7isit ^CSewn into my linings per^Fhaps ^Dm7Nevertheless I have un^Am7derstood ^CWhere the logician watches g^Fod hinge a^Dm7ll on a die ^Am7Nevertheless I have unde^Crstood! That a^Fll this is the br^Dm7eathbetween m^Am7oment Our eye^Cslids open and c^Flose Between is the l^Dm7and Bet^Am7ween the time I fi^Crst was acce^Fpted I^Dm7n between Your brightbone^Am7d body ^CBetween then and there a^Fnd the time y^Dm7ou, you w^Am7ept: "Goodbye my l^Cove goodbye to y^Fou" Go^Dm7odybye, oh good^Am7bye There was the la^Cnd In the pea^Frls of our h^Dm7eart ^Am7There is the immaculate h^Ceavenly lovel^Fand In the ^Dm7middle of the for^Am7est Acton is sl^Cain by his own ho^Funds In the ^Dm7middle of the forest E^Am7ustace meets the cris^Cscross Stag ^FThere is the land he has re^Dm7ached paradise ^Am7 There is no dea^Cth There is no dea^Fth There ^Dm7as the stag t^Am7urns and smiled l^Coved There h^Fe was taken^Dm7caught by th^Am7e prey ^CAll the flowers are blossoming ^FAnd all the world c^Dm7alls to you: ^Am7"Dormition" - so you sl^Ceep ^F"Dominion" - so you r^Dm7ule ^Am7Dormition - oh You sl^Ceep, Mother ^FDominion - Fa^Dm7ther, You r^Am7ule