INQUISITORS

Then the inquisitors come, white robed inquisitors

holding the sacred text which may condemn you

to be burned as a faggot or drawn and quartered,

behind them are red robed inquisitors, the authors

of law,holding the ends of the wires wound round you.

(it is a stadium or arena from what you can hear rather than see;

the acoustics imply much)

there are the blackrobed inquisitors, so tall, carrying chains

let us be plain:there is no mercy without the admission of guilt

you must be born in death and saved by flame

your sins: in this place at this date

not as much what you have done as thought:it's in your face

I can see it in your eyes your shifty gaze admit it

don't cry we're just getting to it

just getting to baby, you're mine:

-don't gag or I'll show you what's rough

(thus the black robed inquisitors)