Holy Bibles And Stained Glass Hotel Windows

don't worry, someone still believes in something

a religion of these words on a page

for the sake of a cult following gathered at the base of a stage

who are usually hanging on the every word

of a nobody who has nothing to say

and who are getting drunk on the blood of their Christ

on every Irish Saturday night in every small town

so don't you worry, someone still believes in suffering

for what they believe they have the right to say

one nail through both feet in true martyr form

as a mother warns of the blood of both palms and to stay sane

"don't validate those words

with the sound of a gun like that Kurt Cobain"

where the only sound was the cold scraping of teeth

after passing through lips and then a trigger pulled into silence

so get drunk on the blood of your Christ on every Irish Saturday night

making Sunday synonymous with a hangover

and a forgiveness for all of the week's sins

because we pray for it all at the end of the day

instead of just being good people in the first place