Faust In Exile

If the walls of this cathedral could speak
Of all righteous and secret essence
Of isolation, chosen or not
My desperation, as the doors they close behind me
My angst-ridden citadel
So sinister and isolated
Faust in exile
Coiled to the sky - stalking unseen
the shape of man - twisted and obscene
Faust in exile
What we seek shall never find
Pagan rebirth in commercial design
I am but one out of all that walk blind
A pilgrimage for the promised land
All pathetic attempts of a normal life
Lost in the hive
Faust in exile
Collied in the sky - stalking unseen
Faust in exile - Faust in exile
The shape of man - twisted and obscene
An ancient relic - Faust in exile
Coiled to the sky
I`m just Faust in exile
Faust in exile
Faust in exile