An Experiment

 
The following was not written by me…I am curious – what do you think? Comments?
 
Eleven saintly shrouded men
Silhouettes stand against the sky
One in front with a cross held high
Come to wash my sins away

Standing alone in the wind and rain
Feeling the fear that is growing
Sensing the change in the tide again
Brought by the storm that is brewing
Feel the anxiety hold off the fear
Some of the doubts in the things you believe
Now that your faith will be put to the test
Nothing to do but await what is coming

Why then is god still protecting me
Even when I don’t deserve it
Thought I am blessed with an inner strength
Some they would call it a penance
Why am I meant to face this alone
Asking the question time and again
Praying to god won’t keep me alive
Inside my head feel the fear start to rise…

They’ll be saying their prayers when the moment comes
There’ll be penace to pay when it’s judgement day
And the guilty’ll bleed when that moment comes
They’ll be coming to claim, take your soul away

The sign of the cross
The name of the rose, a fire in the sky
The sign of the cross

They’ll be coming to bring the eternal flame
They’ll be bringing us all immortality
Holding communion so the world be blessed
My creator, my god’ll lay my soul to rest

The sign of the cross
The name of the rose, a fire in the sky
The sign of the cross

Lost the love of heaven above
Chose the lust of the earth below
Eleven saintly shrouded men
Came to wash my sins away

One thought on “An Experiment

  1. Unknown's avatar J

    I think with the heavy metal music of Iron Maiden I wouldn\’t understant a word they were saying. Thanks for posting the lyrics though I still don\’t know what is being said. Perhaps reading the commentaries of what others said have clouded the waters. Perhaps the waters were muddy already. Through the waters of baptism some will wade and some will not. Yet the sign of the cross goes before us. At times it seems our penace is life it\’s self and the shroud of the saintly is their just reward. A cloak only, temporary at best, that all will shed when immortality captures the mortal cleansed of sin or not. The name of the rose, innocence!

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