There towered a throne in a House so filled with Silence, a silence I'm torn with guilt for having Threatened. I got angry, I didn't mean the things I spoke to the dark But I remembered Alone While I was alone, and My eyes were flooded with tears Will I sit in Your Shade on That Day? And I think of the night when we parted ways. Like a porcelain jar on a Frayed rope, each holding a thread what we have together is so fragile. But I filled it up With a black liquor so My watering eyes would resemble tears I wanted to fear, now He's drawing near and Oh Child, the look in your eyes they know, they know, perhaps they Know who I am. Through violence they'll rescue perfection, No! I won't Let them. I'll break every idol, Every page I'll divide it and cast the pieces to show me fate's weavings For the birds have all dropped from the skies, save a single crow. Look through his eyes: why must I die? Alone and surrendered, brother less Friendless. Burying bodies already Covered with flies. Coins in their eyes! I hope the ferryman's wife won't mind his absence. I think he'll be Working through the night The bed is still so cold without My Body, My Body, Mine. I'm not So finished though I lay awash in brine The ocean still knows something, knows How to drown, give life and take. What are you still trying to take, Child? This Wilderness cannot be tamed. What are you still trying to take Lord? I know I've still yet to earn my pain.