Church Heathen

I joined the convent, to live in holy covens

Secular worlds left behind, clouds parted

Locked up in cloister, home I had chosen.

Novitiate started, religion indoctrinated

Prayerful converted, gospel perverted

Morals deviated, and breaks started.

Priests worshiped at my feet, apostasy laid bare complete

Art of seduction seemed fit, vicar and devil laced with LSD

Wine on altar turned aphrodisiac, sin clear to see.

Taught me philosophy of love, me and them were one

Said sex is divine, took their sweet time to define

Union between God and man, sex and religion are one.

There’s no problem for us, priest and nun

Got rid of our religious raiment, got oral as one

Buggery ain’t sex, blowjob ain’t masturbation.

Union between us was pre-ordained, all acts holy

Off with clothing, bras and albs; sit up, sister, don’t be shy

Take the ride of all time, orgasm is holy absolution.

Squirt is holy waters of baptism, semen the holy oils

An atonement with God, sex and religion are one

So are religious, the chosen, said the priests.

And I saw priest drunk with squirt, I with semen

Persisted in our games, of church heathen

Sex and religion are one, so are the chosen.

Forty years is a long time

Forty lines can’t pen it down

Forty days now I’m free

Forty days ago I left the conven’

Forty years in church heathen –

forty years willing it to stop,

forty years with the few chosen,

forty days I’m gonna pray,

forty days of reparation.