The Line Between The Devil's Teeth

A white light blazing deep

Through the wasteland searching we

Soaring birds now hunt the brow

As I, thirsty, gripped with hunger now



Clear sighted, painful ends to win

The battle of the me so wafer thin

The line between the devil's teeth

And that which cannot be repeat



Push me in, take me t'ward

The subject in the subject taught

A war without a war within

Join head and heart for to begin



Bemused we flinch, no easy work

For invited men are loath to shirk

The line between the devil's teeth

And that which cannot be repeat



War work

War work

War work



Hey, man, how will you feel

When all you have and all you own

Is your only true friend

When above you in the firmament



Flow the blood of the prophets

Out of your reach

From your aching speech