Lyrics
WHAT HAS. WHAT WILL AND CAN BE SEEN FEEDS AT ROOT IN CRIMSON POOLS THROUGH ALL
THESE BINDING WATERS FLOW BY CHANNELS INTERWOVEN WITHOUT A FEAR OF SEVERANCE
WHEN HORIZON SUN BEHEADS WOULD LEAVE ENDLESS DAYS OF DROUGHT AND DUST TO KEEN
TTHROUGH OUR HOLLOW HUSKS IN PILLARS MADE OF FLESH AND BONE IN REPOSE AND
UNDISTURBED WOULD ROT OUR HEARTS UNWRUNG THOUGH CLOUDS ARE LICKED BY FLAME FROM
THE FIERY TONGUES OF MAN UNHINGED RUIN THAT’S SOUGHT MAY BURIED BE BY ALL
BODIES IN LOVE ENTWINED RISK OUR HANDS IN OTHERS’ HELD TO BE SEEN STRIPPED AND
RAW UNDER THREAT OF RENDING BLOWS THE TASK OF SOULS IMBUED WITH LIGHT RISK OUR
HANDS IN OTHERS’ HELD