"Wardrobe"

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Open up the wardrobe,
Take back the cross,
All for the sermon,
All for the cause.

As I relive the truth,
In these dirty streets,
All their dusted tables, 
And their faded sheets,
I don't recall and I have not seen, 
The faces of the unclean.

But it's no concern of the wardrobe, tonight,
No concern of the blinding strobe light.

Open up the wardrobe,
Take back the alter,
All for the sermon, 
All for the water.

As I relive the arts, 
In these hallowed halls,
All the broken beliefs, 
And the dirty walls,
I can't recall and I have not seen,
The faces that I should redeem.

But it's no concern of the wardrobe, tonight,
No concern of the blinding strobe light.