"Instrumental"
In the first light before the sun
They were so skewed and
Squint-eyed in their minds their
Misering or extravagance
Mocked all reason
The voice of each clamours its own excess
When l*** meets l***
At the two points of the circle
Where opposite guilt´s meet in
Their wretchedness
These tonsured wraiths of greed
Were priests indeed And popes
And cardinals, for it is in these
The weed of avarice sows its
Rankest seed.
In the first light before the sun
They were so skewed and
Squint-eyed in their minds their
Misering or extravagance
Mocked all reason
The voice of each clamours its own excess
When l*** meets l***
At the two points of the circle
Where opposite guilt´s meet in
Their wretchedness
These tonsured wraiths of greed
Were priests indeed And popes
And cardinals, for it is in these
The weed of avarice sows its
Rankest seed.