Cathedral of War

The chants
They blow the gilded wall
Up a holy staircase
Like Ants
They sing and then they crawl
Through a murrey daze

The lore
They praise it thoroughly
Unknowing of their bliss
A corps
Is cleansed fraternally
By death's eternal kiss

Cathedral of war
Praise the dead
And those who have bled
Cathedral of war
Worshipping fear
They might disappear

The locks
That chain them to their God
Bids them kill for their cause
Like rocks
Boots unbearingly shod
A thundering applause

The glass
The sad colored painting
Depicts heroic fraud
The brass
Religiuosly singing
Bound to sing and maraud

Cathedral of war
Praise the dead
And those who have bled
Cathedral of war
Worshipping fear
They might disappear