Holy Sin

Rain drops falling on my face,

The chants of Mass behind me,

Thunder in my heart,

Your touch is lightning upon my skin.

My reason to breathe,

Cold puffs of air.

I hold you close,

Don't lead me astray, I love you.

I'll blindly follow if you'll let me.

Tears that mar our faces,

Mingle with the rain.

You let me go. You let me fall.

"The Virgin Mary is watching"

And you step into a holy light,

It's God's light that divides us.

My pure Holy sin.

I fall from Grace,

Cold wet raindrops on my face,

It's God's light that divides us,

And God's light that wins.