Pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death.
You said she was holy
Like a mother of God
And you took away her life
Because the woman was at odds
And you’re afraid now
The Four Horseman draw near
The Apocalypse at your door
And she no longer sheds a tear
Where are you now
That the world is burning?
You thought you had forever
But the people keep learning
When you lied was it for good
With the belief that you should
Did you rape the innocents
Just because you could?
Your cord wraps through
The silver and gold keys
The tiara and cross
Envelope the Holy See.
I thought I knew thee
As a sovereign entity
Couldn’t bury the truth
Of the elective monarchy.
Fire and brimstone
are truer than you now
And they were a fraud
The lamb is awakened
While the devil sits with God
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
