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Fall From Grace

The Fall from Grace has a position
Between Crossroads at the Intersection of Legs
This is where the family Honor lies
Per the most Holy tradition

Stoning her price to pay
A Woman's public Disgrace
He who Hath no Sin to throw the first stone
While her Lover simply got away

Man-made rules, man-made results
Metal stakes through hands and feet
Crucified in the name of faith
To pay for sins uncommitted

Loneliness the consequence of Sin
Excommunicated for your Lust
Torn wings, naked form, and defeat
Please and thank yous for your Kin

On your bloody hands and knees you crawl
You cannot feel the touch of another
Don't love yourself
For you shouldn't love at all

Wage a Holy War against warm lips
Entwined bodies and firm caresses
Purge them of their sins
Start with cutting off their finger tips

Jezebel, Mary for Sale, Bathsheba, Eve, and Delilah
Line all up in a row
Warm flesh, soft and firm flesh
Sinners, enticers all

It's a long way down from the Heavens to the Earth
Perfection a high Pedestal for the Fall
Absolution heartily given
For discovering the trick of Virgin birth