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
