The priest runs through the church,
as the capital is burning,
the outside of this holy building,
where birds used to perch,
is now hot with fiery fire......

Once a little
bit of faith,
could...

Rebels invade and **** the women,
set fire to all the wooden seats,
behind where he gave his sermon...
he stands on one knee in defeat.....

He prays with his his eyes shut
to his master and lord,
Remembers her sweet taste
for  macadamia nuts
she never gave them to waste......

They walk behind him silently,
draws their blades devilishly.....