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 [bad word] 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