Stained Glass And Marble

Come warm your hands

On hellfire and brimstone

Empty the pockets of the innocent victimBound by fear

We misplace trust in your voice

Inside these walls

Convincing us, we have no choiceGaze upon these stares of naivety

Two thousand years replaced

With eighteen inches of our faithBound by fear

We misplace trust in your voice

Inside these walls

Convincing us, we have no choiceAnd this reflection

On where the message lies

Stained glass and marble

Or somewhere deep inside, somewhere deep insideThis message you will only find

Deep inside to read these words

You keep looking down

But in the sky this message is written in the clouds