Requiem For The Masses Lyrics - Singles - Association

Requiem aeternam, requiem aeternam 

Mama, mama, forget your pies 

Have faith they won't get cold 

And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky 

Your flag is flying full 

[Chorus] 

At half mast, for the matadors 

Who turned their backs to please the crowd 

And all fell before the bull 

Red was the color of his blood flowing thin 

Pallid white was the color of his lifeless skin 

Blue was the color of the morning sky 

He saw looking up from the ground where he died 

It was the last thing ever seen by him 

Kyrie Eleison 

Mama, mama, forget your pies 

Have faith they won't get cold 

And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky 

Your flag is flying full 

[Chorus] 

Black and white were the figures that recorded him 

Black and white was the newsprint he was mentioned in 

Black and white was the question that so bothered him 

He never asked, he was taught not to ask 

But was on his lips as they buried him 

Rex tremendae majestatis 

Requiem aeternam, Requiem aeternam