Gargoyles perched in vigilance
There's a place of peace beyond their guard
But you're only looking in
The sweat was on your brow
The stone upon your back
The whip and its ever insistent crack
Building somebody else's sanctuary
Stained glass figures filter sunlight
They bring a comfort cool and dark
Swathed in silence
They cast you in relief
But the heavy doors have shut
The sweat was on your brow
The whip it kissed your back
They may deny you now
But they can't erode the memory
The sweat was on your brow
And the stone upon your back
Piece by piece for your enemy's keep
Building somebody else's sanctuary
You keep building somebody else's sanctuary"