No Stars Over Bethlem

Ill burn all the lives of this angel illuminati when st. michael siezed means find an end to justify/a belief to fortify this stained glass disgrace too beautiful to change or perhaps too scared the truth behind our lies will be erased/a crusader begging for a crusade in which to die where lead locusts pierce the heart of men & tie the tounges of those who lie/cut the sinner bleed redemtion through the city streets that resonate in prayers of this should never be/someone plunged the dagger into god's chest when he graned it laid our entire civilization to rest/when he pulled out the dagger and marveled at the pain he could create we stuck another in his back to seal creation's fate/ now we trun from wealth in the height of our poverty/a call that renders me ageless turning the pagaes of a belief that's greater than us all/amen to the fools and the cossacks and the pulpits/amen to the people who think there's still a way to help us