Crusade
Metal looks upon the sand,
and condemns there,
the sin for which
the metal doth tarnish.
When did this become less than sin?
When did you speak, or did you speak at all?
We all hoped we heard you,
and found you among our broken souls.
We graced these fragments
with the dust of our belief,
found exultation,
release from our fate.
Sand swirled,
and we clasped our hands
and forced it down
with open mouths and sharpened piety.
We found between our teeth,
nothing but the whole of our souls
and swallowed our humanity,
with the sand.
and condemns there,
the sin for which
the metal doth tarnish.
When did this become less than sin?
When did you speak, or did you speak at all?
We all hoped we heard you,
and found you among our broken souls.
We graced these fragments
with the dust of our belief,
found exultation,
release from our fate.
Sand swirled,
and we clasped our hands
and forced it down
with open mouths and sharpened piety.
We found between our teeth,
nothing but the whole of our souls
and swallowed our humanity,
with the sand.