On one holy, frozen night
by the dew of morning light
Mankind broke His one delight
and so the wonder died
Suppressing urge religiously
Expressing hate for fancy-free
So Man's peace had come to be
Here imagination died
Wonder, fancy, art and love
fell to reason, truth above
Focus on but what we know
To us the keys of life bestow
Now I lay me down to sleep
'Ere to sense, my soul to keep
Lay your weary head to rest
Sure that knowledge all is best
By logic's brutal hand alone
stop the music, burn the prose
Break the heart, we're not alone
It's no match for reason's bone
All is dead, all is dead
Alleluia Lord, amen
No wanton wish, no holy dreams
All's exactly as it seems
This the day our hatred bred
Where minds are clean and sin is fed
Can you hear the rally cry?
Do you see the end is nigh?
Gone is the painter’s tainted glass
Gone the writer’s lyrical verse
Gone is the pulse of human life
Gone is the love for God above
Gone is all
Amen
