Running through the jungle of my mind
Crystal cross ways yearning to unwind
Stale desires like a mushroom field
Surprising flowers in the dirt
I raised from the mud a fortune
I am out to find the center piece
From where the jungle was released
Suddenly the trees are giving way
I hear the fanfare play
I enter a cathedral bound for the celebration
The priest got strangled by his own demands
The crowd rehearsed their paradise
I longed to grow their madness in my hands
But soon their colors turned to ice
I asked for mercy when a woman dressed in white
Came and lead me to the altar where the demons met
And we went spinning through the dome
I saw my woman's love fill out the sky
Like a fertile ghale's uneven moan
My master pieces towering mountain-high
And vivid pastures I had grown
The white woman took my hand and her love was mine to give
Then I understood to be the center piece
Of my cathedral and the feast was I
Cathedral was written by Stefan Zauner & Barbara Lischeck.
Cathedral was produced by Harry Thumann & Stefan Zauner.