Exteriors Lyrics

Petrine supremacy
Immutable in strength and beauty
Burgeoning great edifice
He is exalted
And circumscribed in palisades
The scaffolding holds my memories in place
Of a long forgotten history
Pure Gold albatross fortress
Genius loci countless in number
Trump l'oeil guise shrouds my vices
Like emerald giants choking on diamonds
In the corps de logis
An unknown stranger appears with bended knee
Extending gifts to kiss his signet ring
Fear not perdition from me
In the Houses of Auto-da-Fe
The only place I'd call home
There's an open door
In the room of my return
These ashes were spilled without concern
There's an open door
To the room of my return
These ashes were spilled without concern
There's an open door
To the room of no return
These ashes were spilled without concern