The quiet, lonely, deserted dove
Watches the scene from above
An omen of faith and purity
A false prophet of security
Beady, empty, hollow eyes
Promises composed of lies
And from the darkened heaven
Comes the most unholy reverend
The pure unite with the tainted
To mislead and deceive the sainted
Chaste and hallowed be gone from this world
As black and white will never unfurl
The dove and the raven now are one
The beginning of the end had begun