Spahn Ranch Heretic's Fork
pull the curtain over the head
blackened by all the needs
feel the grift that sent them to god
belief in another
the carbine is lifted
heard the voice
the high screaming
situation welded sensation
the murderers among us
and we are the lifted
the masters have all been anointed
melted wing and prayer
as angels would say
built to erase
your coldest trace
your like a movie now
melted wing and prayer
pulled the curtain over the head
heard the voice the pitched screaming
filling your jar with all the hatred
the masters among us and we are anointed
pull the curtain over the head
blackened my life with all such needs
feel of the grift that sent them to god
belief in another the carbine is lifted
