The deer walked quietly into the church
Gold and white sheets and royal tune enveloped the hall
Pitter patter in silence
A warm huff, juxtaposing the cold air
Its pure eyes surveyed its surrounds
This was familiar
Importance fell upon the Deer
An ode to Himself, it thought
He'd been here before, he'd experienced the love
That once was
The worship
That once was
And like an abandoned city,
Nature had returned
Upon ye own mighty work,
Despair fell upon the Deer.