Pale Sister — Coroner

With wounded knees And the musty scent Of incense in her hair Captured by the barbed hook Of eternal devotion

Stigma bleeds In the book that leads To her final end Civitas Dei

She lives on your planet But not in your world She speaks the same language But you can't understand

The weight of chastity Makes her eyes cast down And the skin of humility Is white as snow

Stigma bleeds In the book that leads To her final end Civitas Dei

She lives on your planet But not in your world She speaks the same language But you can't understand

Paralised she's followin' The ancient message It's more much more Than just belief