"Maria's Awful Disclosures" lyrics
"Maria's Awful Disclosures"
An uncontrollable child, given to fantasy
A leaded lobotomy left Maria wild
With a mob in her head holding Magdalenes
Down in asylums
Ghost-written pornography tailored to readers
In need of a righteous excuse to indulge
Maria's awful disclosures
Born of illicit liaisons, the babies of
Hôtel-Dieu convent weren't meant to survive
Baptized then strangled, then buried
Mass infanticide
Something worse done to something more innocent's
Consistent presence alongside the tales of the times
The monks of the presents connection
To Maria's mind
If some know nothing, nothing's keeping some
From knowing it all
What nobody saw is anybody's call
Predispositions turn spaces in men
Into thirsty pages for a hell bent pen
Professional victims with recycled lies
Stoking satanic panic in fear-addled minds
Maria's awful disclosures
Ghost-written pornography tailored to readers
In need of a righteous excuse to indulge
Maria's awful disclosures
Writer(s): Mike Cooley
- AZLyrics
- D
- Drive-By Truckers Lyrics
album:
"Welcome 2 Club XIII" (2022)
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