Us, we free from sordid lays, Shift foot wayed, the ambush laid, In kernel’s sight, rain death raid, The thunders sung, as days rung, In storm swung, those corpses hung, Ruby tiefed, in fire haze, Red the ruin, red the rage.
her ***** turned an arid grave when she removed her heart into her lover's hand to save before his downward cart and now they live vicariously within her loving memory her husband far removed and set apart
