And on the 8th day he saved us all

[Sepia]

Here they sit and sing, the sisters of Magdalene, here their idle hands sit and dream, peering out at the world beyond the walls, murmuring old memories twixt themselves, their hearts are no longer into it, the war has been lost and what war we forgot so long ago and our eyes are sore, our eyes are cold and we`re tired of watching these white walls, with flaking paint, with the same scripture to read

Every day.

God will come to us and god will save our soul, one god will see you like none else have seen you before and he will touch your spirit and set our souls ablaze and we will know ourselves for the first time and we will sit by his throne when our time comes because

Because what?

Because we were seen as we had seen HIM, we had seen the twelve seraphims, we had seen the seven thrones and we had seen the angels in the silver city, singing His praise, talking to him, treating him as he treats us, like a brother, one of the pack, in this world we venture in, where mortal sin is more common than mortal grace and we see the angels as they move around us, they see us and they smile, they wave to us as we live now, we were dead before because we didn´t see what the scripture told us, we were erring in our lives but now all is good

Because we were brought to understanding

Because we understood

Because we saw


That we were the chosen ones


We´ve seen hell and we´ve laboured for the devil, we´ve been part of creating hell and we have watched our boss every day and we´ve licking ourselves around our mouths, like a lion watching a lioness

From the outside of Jonestown we can hear the sisters Magdalene weep and sing, we can see you who dwell in there, we can see the lights in your windows and we can see how you tuck eachother in at night, your gentle caresses and your sweet strokes as the clock strikes twelve and we´ve only been here for 5 minutes but it feels like we´ve stood here throughout the whole of time

We´ve been here long enough so we walk away

[Jenne]

Wow...you've just encapsulated the feelings of sitting there and getting brainwashed in church, and the resultant backlashes when you wake up out of it.

Fantastically done, as usual, Sepia.