Lyrics Sisterhood - Notre Dame
He
sought
cover
on
that
rainy
Sunday
night
Where
no-man
had
sat
his
foot
for
a
long,
long
time
A
lonesome
chapel
on
a
desolate
moor
Shortly
after
he
slept
by
the
fire-place
Awoke
as
god
has
made
him
there
on
the
floor
By
a
female
falsetto
at
the
break
of
dawn
A
half-choked
"haven't
you
seen
a
man
before!?"
When
he
saw
the
blushing
nuns
of
the
sisterhood...
nunsense!
He
was
in
fact
a
carpenter's
son
But
not
that
particular
one
They
surely
could
use
the
strong
hands
of
a
handyman
To
repair
the
leaking
roof
against
food
and
a
warm
bed...
(He
had
plenty
to
choose
from)
That
once
so
poor
choir
improved
miraculously
As
if
someone
had
popped
the
cork
and
let
the
spirit
free
They
didn't
know
how
empty
they
were,
until
they
were
filled
Underneath
every
veil
there
was
a
women
concealed
A
faint
scent
of
au
de
cologne
in
the
air
Damnation!
That
man
has
turned
this
place
into
a
Vanity
Fair
666!
Sister
Mary
was
caught
in
a
Linda
Blair-ish
activity
with
a
crucifix
- Crush
it!
Waiting
for
his
resurrection...
...PS.
Those
belts
of
chastité
was
destroyed
cause
Their
faith
had
swallowed
the
key
if
one
man
shall
Lay
their
puzzle,
he's
in
possession
of
the
missing
(Piece)
what
the
good
book
says
is
not
too
good
According
to
this
sisterhood
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