She whispered the hymn,
In chorus,
As she's supposed to,
As she's told to.

The writing's on the wall,
The holy wall.
The only wall.

The new world didn't believe in boundaries,
In division.
The world was one, but the people two.
The educated and the broods.

She belonged to the unquestionables,
The holy few.
The god among men,
Who kept the world true.

She read the words again,
Silently. Remorsefully.
She didn't quite get the meaning.
She wasn't supposed to.

But to the world,
The holy world,
The brave new world,
She knew it all.
That's what they told her.

The ****** girl,
The daughter to love.
Meant only for him,
The god, the King.

For that's what it's said,
On the Holy wall,
That's what they told her,
She guessed she read it wrong.

"The game was over,
And they never met.
The friend and the lover,
A match never meant."