Outdated

A fear of fashion
Breeds boredom
Leaves you stuck
Apathetic and unaware

His holiness
Wears a corset
Hides and denies
A figure that's fake

Static super-models
On a gothic catwalk
And salmon bishops
In a river of mud

This is beyond retro
Or vintage vicars
It's the dementia
Of medieval trendsetters

Grace is covered
In red robes
Like the spawn in the river
Are destined to die

The suit of armor
Replaced by a collar
But the sword's still there
Inside of his head