Prominent cross, high in the air
Degradation underneath
Who is worthy of love?
Prominent cross, clouding the air
Penance underneath
Who is love worthy of?

I'm sorry I held my hand
To the flame again
To honor that which
Was taught to me by you, father
I'm sorry I held your hand at all

Visibility feeds, the lights go out
Honorable men go with honorable men
In the dark, I'm sorry
I held my hand to the flame again
To honor that which was taught to me by you, father