Vatican
Slit of Creation
Every glance became a stare
Your image stays

You made the limits clear
As this cross decays in your hands

Strangled by fear of losing my faith

My memories tear me in two
One half lost in time
The other died in you

Father forgive me
How bitter the truth
Razor's calling
Suicide in you

My memories tear me in two
One half lost in time
The other died in you

This slit of creation I have learned to fail
Your atonement won't save you from extinction