Last in line live the liars,
Last in line live the thieves.
Last in line do I wait
For my heart to believe.
To rectify the abandonment
And trust you again.
I see nothing but dark
And with it the steady amen.
The Pope's own denial,
And the monks giving way
To the Protestant motion
Of tomorrow's new day.
A scribe due to fate,
I sit and I laugh.
I write down every word
In your behalf.
I donated my soul
To a city's forestall.
Here we are Cloyes,
Here now we fall.
Last in line live the thieves.
Last in line do I wait
For my heart to believe.
To rectify the abandonment
And trust you again.
I see nothing but dark
And with it the steady amen.
The Pope's own denial,
And the monks giving way
To the Protestant motion
Of tomorrow's new day.
A scribe due to fate,
I sit and I laugh.
I write down every word
In your behalf.
I donated my soul
To a city's forestall.
Here we are Cloyes,
Here now we fall.
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