What dark time is coming, what dark time is here   The prophet emerges in garments of fear   He calls to his people to come to the feast   They gather unto him to wait for release   Alleluia      Remember the warnings, forget what you're told   The heart of the temple is hollow and cold   The face of the prophet is tired and creased   He raises his cup and falls to his knees      Come take my body, come take my soul   Come take me over, I want to be whole   Come take my body, come take my soul      We stand in a circle, we stand in the square   The power of numbers, the power of prayer   The churches are empty, the priest has gone home   And we are left standing, together alone      Come take my body, come take my soul   Come take me over, I want to be whole   Come take my body, come take my soul      Come rhythm, come silence, come into our shame   The fear has no heart and the fear has no name   Come sing alleluia, come sing domine   Come sing alleluia, come sing      Come take my body, come take my soul   Come take me over, I want to be whole   Come take my body, come take my soul