Delores Lesion

There's a bruised and 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 and subtle whisper
Immortal like a wondrous feeling so profound.

Leaving the cathedral angels open the gates
Reminders for the congregation judgmentt day
Attend the keeping of all our glory
The scars cut so deep
Peeling 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 and so pure yet so beautiful
Her face is plastered on the walls
and it seems to be 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