The Court ov the Trinity (Final Movement) A Wake In Providence

Cling to the edge of the river, peer into the deep (The field is weeping)
Mirrored back are the lies, the shadows in your dreams (The rot is creeping)
Plunge your woes inside
Far from sacred eyes
Silently
Silently gather them for the feed
Violently
Violently cull them all from their sleep

Existing in virtue
Once a merciful god recognizes his fear
The fabric tethered
To the end shall tear
So beautifully
Ceremoniously separating
Hauntingly from the river

Upon this court we convict your blasphemous treason with swift hands upon the cleave
Blades will swing attaching pain to your ancestry
Sentencing the damned to the guillotine
You pray for democracy but we won't hear it
Your flesh has meaning for we will sear it
With unholy ceremony
A trial for the ages

All of your rights washed away (In still waters)
Sift through the muck
Down in the lurch