There was a time I thought I knew
Whence came the truth, the love of god,
Yet now, through Truth, I truth eschew
Embracing ways I once thought odd.
To some the Truth may seem profane
- Perversions only , never right -
Among those I once placed my name;
From those I flee with Truer sight.
Though you find refuge in your walls,
'Tis you I know will tolerate.
Assured that soon my damned soul falls,
Yet, Loving, not to change my fate.
As curtain falls and Truth walks in
The blasphemer endures true sin.