Orchid's Curse - His Servants

Under the chapel these prayers go unanswered. Behind the alter his children bred to follow. Innocence is lost under cloak of divinity. Sinners in circumvention bowed down to their knees and face this rejection, now. Now bless this bastard child under the watchful eye (of god). You’ll bless this bastard child (it’s all lost). The innocence lost. Forgotten and shamed under guise of hierarchy. The sheep in their despair all carrying the disease. Now bless this bastard child, under the hateful eye (of god). You’ll bless this bastard child (condemn this). Condemn this life you’ve lost. You will receive this. Give me your tired hands, the most blessed sacrament. And lay your trusting head, and rest those weary eyes. And if he was real, I wonder what he would say? In this day and age (to know). To know his servants reign.