Disrobed But In Stockings

<br>Regarding the plains of the faithful and prude,<br>a land that is soiled and misused<br>Enshrouded by alms in the seeking of truth,<br>depleted and absent from use<br>Man seeks forgiveness for deeds all so idle,<br>questing compassion from forces unknown<br>No one but man for its conducts is liable,<br>in spite of the lies that are told<br><br>I pass you my dagger I pass you my torch,<br>renting a slit in my palm<br>I pass you my chalice lets fill it with blood,<br>together with seeds of our love<br>Disrobed but in stockings you dance in the fires,<br>seized by affections of lust<br>For progress and fortune ourselves we are liable,<br>our godly potential we trust