Hypatia

Hypatia

Teach me your ways, girl

You could be my savior

Or you could get engaged to me

Couldn't you?

There's thunder in the garden

All them prophets are more alarming every day

We've hardly even started

Please don't take my love away

Virtue

What have they done to you?

These saints sometimes sin, too

They're ignorant of the truth

They're not like me and you

There's fire in our city

But Hypatia, she's nowhere to be found

They skinned her with her iris

Reminisces is being burned down to the ground