Stub towers in the distance
Riders cross the blasted moor
Against the horizon
Fickle promises of treaty
Fatal harbingers of war
Futile orisons
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Swirl as one in this flight
This mad chase
This surge across the marshy mud landscape
Until the meaning is forgotten
Hood masks the eager face
Skin stretched and sallow
Headlong into the chilling night
As swift as any arrow
Feet against the flagstones
Fingers scrabbling at the lock
Craving protection
"Sanctuary!", croaks a voice
Half-strangled by the shock
Of its rejection
Shot the bolt in the wall
Rusted the key
Now, the echoes of all frightful memory
Intrude in the silence
What a crawl against the slope
Dark loom the gallows
One touch to the chapel door
How swiftly comes the arrow
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"Compassion", you plead
As though they kept it in a box, ha!
Well, that's long since been empty
I'd like to help you somehow
But I'm in the self-same spot
Oh, my condition exempts me
We are all on the run
On our knees
The sundial draws a line upon eternity
Across every number
How long the time seems
How dark the shadow
How straight the eagle flies
How straight towards his arrow
How long the night is
Why is this passage so narrow?
How strange my body feels
Impaled upon the arrow