It’s martyrdom’s face that you bleed But when Time, the Holy Unmasker Draws back the sheet You’re just a shadow of your blinding greed
Like a pawn or a shame-filled Adam you follow your Eve All is bearing down upon you The unforgiving rain in your soul
And when your sky is falling There’s nowhere safe you can go We block out all light when we grieve We wallow in storm clouds that thunder through skies with deceit
Just let go and fall from them free And, soon, when you gaze up It’ll only be blue skies you see
Dark were the dead city streets When the angel of light hemmed you down All truth is before you to see Wear its horror and glory-golden crown
