Pulling barbs from deep within your heart Feel your soul be ripped apart And all the miles of chain you swallowed Must be thrown out Screaming as they entered in Your ears, your eyes, your mouth, your nose burning down your skin And the pain thickens in your head Like blood pooling on the ground beneath the dead Dripping down into your sight InkinessΒ Β as all the grime from past clouds of smoke are washed away In a Tidal wave of grace your ribs are bruised and crushed In the Violence of Love Ready to take the poison hidden in your bones Dig Deep! Let your old, iron stomach throw up all the nails whose place is in the wounds of Christ