A single flaw in thy house,
Where parayers are offered from dusk to dawn.
Even where a pagan bows his head and the saint demolishes every thorn.
Where the chalice intoxicates thee,
The sun blesses with itsfirst ray, The mother’s eternal bliss when she kissed her son
, and the father proud and full of joy!
Where glory pecked your feet and joy soothed you, Asingle flaw poisoned thy holy
offerings, Fate will not let you die, As servants we have prayers to pay,
Walking away from what assigned to thee,
Remorse is thy only way.
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