On the riverbank, she stood there motionless
And looked at her, malicious devilish
The Queen of gloat, her beauty she won’t mourn
Dissident, she stood there sacrosanct
A spouse of Christ, saint untouchable
And she despised the brightness of her mind
A jig of misery, the ballet of the fallen
A sad sad song, untuned and lorn blown out by the wind
For all the harm you’ve done
Now penance has begun
Betrayers, deceivers
Rats and unbelievers
I stare into their eyes
Fragments before she died
Just craving for some help
Throes of atonement
A rivalry, adolescent jealousy
Burning deep, reducing in cinder and flames
The beliefs of a childhood’s tail
An unclean creature, Chimera of the Old One
Preacher, impure and servant of heathenry
She deserves her destiny
A jig of misery, the ballet of the fallen
A sad sad song, untuned and lorn blown out by the wind
For all the harm you’ve done
Now penance has begun
Betrayers, deceivers
Rats and unbelievers
I stare into their eyes
Fragments before she died
Just craving for some help
Throes of atonement