I'll tear out the pages from Psalms to Galatians
I'll not leave a chapter behind!
Dear 'katerina, ignored by St. Rita
I'll curse all the Saints til I die!

What poetry can raise my loved one from her bed?
What words of thee can bring her back to life again?

Goodbye to salvation and her restoration
I'm turning my back on The Light
Send my possessions as smoke to the heavens
May the soot soil His gates for all time

What poetry can raise my loved one from her bed?
What poetry will see her by my side again?

I'll write of our joy by the lake and the tears in your wake
I'll write of the folly of faith and of sadness that aches
I'll write of the years I will spend growing bitter and old
Oh love, how the world now feels so cold!