Encircled by its ruins
Lies a sanctuary with an alter
A relic of a worship place?
Or sacrifice and slaughter
Gargoyles that warned off demons
Lie broken and defeated
Crumbling bricks and mortar
Are left where they were seated
Deserted on the hill top
A monument of time
When things were very different
And blasphemy was a crime
So, if you’re seeking a saviour
And don't know where to start
It isn't on a hill top
It lies inside your heart