"Stained Glass and Marble"



come warm your hands on hellfire and brimstone

empty the pockets of the innocent victim

bound by fear

we misplace trust

in your voice

inside these walls

convincing us we have no choice

gaze upon these stare of naivete

two thousand years replaced

with eighteen inches of our faith

bound by fear

we misplace trust

in your voice

inside these walls

convincing us we have no choice

and this reflection

on where the message lies

stained glass and marble

or somewhere deep inside

(somewhere deep inside)

this 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