And When He Falleth (Part of)

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"- That cross you wear around your neck... Is it only a decoration or are you a true Christian believer?
- Yes, I believe, truly.
- Then I want you to remove it at once and never to wear it within this castle again! Do you know how a falcon is trained my dear? Her eyes are sown shut. Blinded temporarily she suffers the whims of her God patiently, until her will is submerged and she learns to serve. As your God taught and blinded you with crosses.
- You had me take off my cross because it offended...
- It offended no-one. No, it simply appears to me to be discourteous to... to wear the symbol of a deity long dead. My ancestors tried to find it. And to open the door that seperates us from our Creator.
- But you need no doors to find God. If you believe...
- Believe? If you believe you are gullible. Can you look around this world and believe in the goodness of a god who rules it? Famine, pestilence, war, disease and death! They rule this world.
- There is also love and life and hope.
- Very little hope I assure you. No. If a god of love and life ever did exist... he is long since dead. Someone... Something rules in his place.

(Believe? In a deily long dead?
I would rather be a pagan suckléd in creeds outworn
Whith faärtytales fill'd up in head
Thoughts of the Book stillborn)"

Theatre of Tragedy - And When he Falleth