cracked a whisper from within the spine to give a signal
to the other side
this house of god holds a traitor whose missing hands ar

eleft untied
cross the keyhole cross the latches cross every line that
divides the factions

unstrap the bomb from your chest, we're smart enough to
get away from them
we'll find fight to struggle for another day when the

fall of the gate seems a lifetime away
body by the judge will get sent out to riverhead
is the blame still not lay when the bail has been set and

the judges at home just asleep in their beds
the convict race now still resides in lucasville
the ice

the swell
strangles the roots