A world estranged
Ingrained in uncertainty
As sanctified effigies
Cry tears of blood
When holy men
Rape Nuns to purge
Their desires

Flipping pages to memorize phrases
Of a hundred lesser gods

The foundation
Of denomination
Is confusion
Without resolution 
As Parsons seek
Carnal pleasures
From altar boys

Flipping pages to memorize phrases
Of a hundred lesser gods

The eleventh hour
Of the seventh day
Continues the timeless
Partition of the color line 
As congregations
Of sheep weave
The fine wool suits
Of well dressed
False Prophets

Flipping pages to memorize phrases
Of a hundred lesser gods