Through a long Moonless Night
those whose mind turns
to cold belief in wrath
and Death's grim and fatal Angel
await dooms of damnation
and on a long hard stone floor
Priests in cruciform supplication
hold a Flagellant's bloodstained Key
to Mind's open Portals
There Vistas of Fire and Brimstone
await the inner Eye
and cowering on Alters High
genuflections of supplication made
to a God of harsh vengence
this all for imagined sins
of Penitents who deem themselves
dammed and unworthy
and with the rages
of Bell Book and Candle
walk under endless Crosses
where the Son of God
continues to be Crucified
and turn a God of Love
to a God of vengeful wrath
