The Delores Lesion-Lilitu

There's a bruised & broken sky. It's pressed up against Us But odds are there's a heaven burning down below. The words rise from the north and float there on the Wind Like a soft & subtle whisper Immortal like a wondrous feeling, so profound... Leaving the cathedral, angels open the gates. Reminders for the congregation like judgement day Attend the keeping of all our glory The scars cut so deep. Peering through our souls we've lost our way home... Stripped of our dignity Promises mean everything In a world so cold. Never to be redeemed Will you suffer? Her lachrymal squander in the distance For lusts that she waits for so scorn An image so pale & so pure, yet so beautiful Her face is plastered on the walls And it seems so indelible So unfathomable that we're both lost here To commence the call & endure the struggle What a stronghold to face A command to fall, a condemned prayer Have you fallen from grace? Promises mean everything In a world so cold. Never to be redeemed Will you suffer? Redeemer