On Choir Stalls
Choir practice today
There's no excuse to stay away
Alice was still in bed
A piercing pain, in her head
Her condition got worse
A fellow Sister
If you don't go, you'll be coerced
So she made her way up to the choir
Margaret
Sing!
She could hardly climb the stairs
Margaret
Sing like an angel!
Alice
Oh God, she cried
There's blood on the choir stalls
Her pregnancy exposed, blood has drenched her clothes
Oh God, my child
Her blood on the choir stalls
Margaret
Brazen Pharisee, you broke your chastity
A stream of blood like claret
And the child came out dead
The sisters were petrified in fear
Margaret
No!
You won't blemish and defile
These halls no more
I'll get rid of the child
You others, clean that floor!
Margaret
Sin!
Fornication means damnation!
Damnation!
Alice
Oh God, she cried
There's blood on the choir stalls
Her pregnancy exposed, blood has drenched her clothes
Oh God, my child
Her blood on the choir stalls
Margaret
Brazen Pharisee, you broke your chastity
The pain was sharp and searing
Like a hot coal, burning in her stomach
Like being eaten from inside
Margaret
Take her away
To the tower
She brought disgrace on this holy place
Isolated she shall dwell
In her tower cell
No on should ever to speak to her
Again