Curse (Of The Cloth)

Welcome to my House of Sadness,
Welcome to my House of Sadness,
Surreal in its weak foundation,
Stillness moves through ancient walls,
Sun shines glinting bringing warmth,
I am ready to confess,
Impliment of sexuction,
Pre-empted I bear my soul,
I bear my soul,
I bear my soul,
I bear my soul,

Through the mosaic of wood and stone,
I rain into a wall of silence,
Surmounted by the laws of lords,
Ruling with a double standard,
Slaughter of the pilgrims never ending,
In come the saints, martyrs sing,
Marching to their own drum,
He who casts the first stone be without sin,

Curse!
Curse of the cloth!
Curse of!
Curse of the cloth!

Accountable to none, they lie in readiness,
Under the cover of kindness,
Continuing the Curse of the Cloth,
Under Vatican protection,
Punishment, full redemption,
Hidden re-location,
Pestilence in the name of salvation,

The curse continues...