Cathedral

One day after another, I withdraw They say, "there is a place here, a place where you may speak to him In a world stained by glass" A stone sanctuary where the voices deliver their sermons Righteous in their judgement See a sinner falling to his knees again Heretic, burn away to ash They say, "his authority is all but absolute" And I feel the weight of Woah, woah, woah, woah His words, a mandate to trust him that all that I long for will find me But darling, why are we still right here? Woah, woah, woah, woah See a sinner falling to his knees again Heretic, burn away to ash Hear the story of a man who's lost his way Why can't I turn the page for us? The Saint and the City below have put on a show of a joyous ascent He has the world in the palm of his hand, but he clenches his fist nonetheless He saw the future before it began I am where I should be At the altar of fate, on my knees Just a drop in the sea Ba-dum-dum-dum-da-dum The Saint and the City A nightmare within me Oh, pride of mine I wait, I wait, I wait impatiently I wait, I pray, I wait, I pray Darling, I have turned the key and let it go Bitterness blanketing the earth I have fed the furnace everything I have Why can't I feel a thing? Here, in this cathedral, I accept my fate Hear my hymn echoing Here, in this cathedral, burning at the pyre Hear my cry overtake the bells See a sinner falling to his knees again Heretic, burn away to ash Hear the story of a man who's lost his way Why can't I turn the page?