Bring Her Home - Therion

Hear my prayer, thee almighty God

For my mother — bring her home

Like an angel heaven-bound

So that she may find thy side

Don’t sound so sad my child

No sorrow will prevail

Sophia knows every word

Be sure of this my child

I have to leave you now

No wish will be left unheard

What of darkness, Nazarene

Did it haunt your heart?

Who may he be?

Hope in doubt and fear

Golden atmosphere

And a cry so divine

I am the real Messiah, born where Christ did fall

Soon bringing eyes to the blind

Humanity refined, I will unite them all

Become the truth for mankind

Sister of mine — prophets may be false

Beware what you hear and see

Tolling bells I find no singing in the chimes

Join me sister as I pray:

Hear my prayer thee almighty God

For our mother — bring her home