[Music-Ben]

[Lyrics-Ron]



Purity of intention

Sudden invasion

Of adolescence

Driven by her convictions

At seven

She saw her first vision

From the heavenly voices

Invoking vanity

Her guilt was hag ridden

As she whipped herself

Until the blood ran free



Saint Catherine

Showed all the signs



Beyond the threshold of pain

She believed in mystical miscarriage

The future is the child of the past

It's a spiral staircase of ecstasy



Incursion dementia

Incursion dementia



Saint Catherine

Showed all the signs



[SOLO-Ben]

[SOLO-Dave]

[SOLO-Ben]

[SOLO-Dave]

[SOLO-Ben]

[SOLO-Dave]

[SOLO-Ben]



Incursion dementia

Incursion dementia

Incursion dementia

Incursion dementia



Her climax was reached

At catatonic fits

Nor could she long

Endure them now