The sisters of illusion Sell delusion at the show It is said they've wed for wisdom If it kissed them, they wouldn't even know Still the marchers walk beside them Inclined to agree: "If it's written we believe It will come, you'll see"
The converts come together They're gathered to begin And they swear their oaths forever Slip chips down into the skin So the keepers are inside them Provide them what they need To transmit and to receive When they're in, they don't leave
The convent is waiting it's time to go in Gather the faithful let vespers begin ...and this is what they say
