Vatican Slit Of Creation
Every glance became a stare
Your image stays
You made the limits clear
As this cross decays in your hands
Strangled by fear of losing my faith
My memories tear me in two
One half lost in time
The other died in you
Father forgive me
How bitter the truth
Razor's calling
Suicide in you
My memories tear me in two
One half lost in time
The other died in you
This slit of creation I have learned to fail
Your atonement won't save you from extinction
