The Lie
by Peter Hammill
From the album: The Silent Corner and the Empty Stage
Duration: 06:35
Lyrics for The Lie
Genuflection, erection in church. Sacristy cloth, moth-eaten shroud. Secret silence, sacred secrets Accumulate dust, aggravate the eye. Incautious laughter after confession. Benediction, fictional fear. Hidden faces... Grace is a name, Like Chastity, like Lucifer, like mine. You took me through the window-stain, Drowned in image, incense, Choir-refrain and slow ecstasy. I'd embrace you if I only knew your name. The silent corner haunts my shadow prayers. Ice-cold statue, rapture divine, Unconscious eyes, the open mouth, The wound of love, The Lie. You took me, gave me reasons for Saints and missals, vigils, All the more holy martyrs. I'd embrace you and walk through The one-way door. I'd embrace you, but it would be Just another lie.