You won't see your old home again
You won't see the old ancient
You will tell yourself it will be okay
You will take the liberty
You will serve the holy sentence
Till it transpires in your vision
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Will you become the saint you want to be?
Spreading your disease all on one sunny afternoon
Glory be!
Flowers
See the flowers growing from his head
Heresy's dare!
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
