Pale Sister - Coroner

With wounded knees

And the musty scent

Of incense in her hair

Captured by the barbed hook

Of eternal devotion

Stigma bleeds

In the book that leads

To her final end

Civitas Dei

She lives on your planet

But not in your world

She speaks the same language

But you can’t understand

The weight of chastity

Makes her eyes cast down

And the skin of humility

Is white as snow

Stigma bleeds

In the book that leads

To her final end

Civitas Dei

She lives on your planet

But not in your world

She speaks the same language

But you can’t understand

Paralised she’s followin'

The ancient message

It’s more much more

Than just belief