Saint Anne's is burning like a sacrificial flash grenade
A beacon for the derelict who passively parade
Her fleet may be eroded but the flagship still remains
Always save the cross and forever shake the chains
Plot the new coordinates with my sextant and a flare
Offer me salvation from this toxic cocaine prayer
Measure all transgressions in the lines of faith and rage
They are the shining rivets of my tempered steel cage
Acknowledge my hypocrisies in form letters addressed
Label each one faithfully for sins not yet confessed
And sharpen my perspective as a Christian Neo-realist
Unrepentant for the viewpoints of a social class idealist
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