Austere

Lost myself and sympathy
Dim the shapes of all that´s passed
Down cast eyes sweating pain
Crestfallen with faithlessness
Sorrowborne to iniquity
A rosary to enwrap my core in...
Rage of yore, the sermon inborn, cleanse me from vague lies

Lies

Dogmatized and canonized
Your wrygone word soothes me not
I withhold bitterness
As a tragic symbol of my inspiration
Revived from an austere dream
Hear the birds of mourning filter...
Te Deum, but for whom, let me come undone

No Christ adored
neath love for life is a lie
When millenia of "heretics" die
Sacrosanct, vestal
So we raise Thee on a pedestal
Mother of God
Your faerytale breeds our ignorance

Shroud my eyes
With moist kisses
Of mourning dew
Religious mistress

Lies

No Christ adored
neath love for life is a lie
When millenia of "heretics" die
Sacrosanct, vestal
So we raise Thee on a pedestal
Mother of God
Your faerytale breeds our ignorance.