Rickety
 
 

Boy fled from holy ground
Through fields of mushrooms, bourbon, and smoke
Wolves roamed over the land
Their carnage imposed by my brutal hands
Guns crashed across the sky
My words exposed to their wandering eyes
Left alone to die
Condemned, crippled, crucified

Scatter my ashes to the sea
By my words, remember me
Falcons hunt, eagles fly 
All life bound by a single tie 
Spiders weave the very threads 
All are caught in their fatal webs 
Weakness rapes desperate men 
Love, hate, temptation
 
 


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