The Whore And The Bride

I weep for you
I mourn for you
I weep for you
I mourn for you

With scorn I pour, your feasts I hate
Away the dirge, silence your songs
A filthy nest, a viper breed
A blazing fire; the hills burn
Vindication of the poor
The wrath of God, blood and fire

Dreams of gold, dreams of wealth
Raping the poor in obscenity
When justice fails, judgement comes
Giving birth to captivity
Exchange your greed for a cross
Follow the Christ, count the cost
Lay it all down at his feet
Surrender your pride, mourn and weep
Freedom is yours, beauty is yours in holy poverty

The ash burns upon your face
Judgment comes to your house
Unfaithful bride, filthy whore
A blazing fire, the hills burn
Vindication of the poor
The wrath of God, blood and fire

Dreams of gold, dreams of wealth
Raping the poor in obscenity
When justice fails, judgement comes
Giving birth to captivity
Exchange your greed for a cross
Follow the Christ, count the cost
Lay it all down at his feet
Surrender your pride, mourn and weep
Freedom is yours, beauty is yours in holy poverty

Away with greed
Unfaithful bride
Away with greed
Unfaithful bride