The Song of the Horse

The rain beats down around our stalking horse Each drop shakes my migraine The wind hisses and sings through the cracks in the door And I hear the distant roar of all that's to come I hear the baby cry It's so hot in here I smell the sour breath And the timely decay of our boys at war Every sound is a warning We stare in the blackness I dream of water, and the summer left behind Our watchful eye look-out Through a crack in the beast Waits to call for our release The stench that makes us wretch in this airless heat If we're found, we'll all be done in Draped around the city, hanged and burned A quintet, our tribe Await for the call And it's my call to silence the troubled mind If we don't get the sign I might die in here If there's no release to be seen The stench that makes us wretch in this airless heat As we wait for the wrenching of the belly of the beast And I fall below, and I hit the ground, the grounds of my Troy Ready for nine years of war I fall and roll upon the ground The beast has left me in this field And now it's time to doubt Every word they said, every word they said Everybody needs a captain, everybody needs a King Get me out of here Get me out of here What was that you said? Blood ran in torrents and skies fell from you Drenched was all the earth Men lie quelled by bitter ends And the rivers all run red Every death I serve, every death I serve Everybody needs a good last word to go out on Get me out of here Get me out of here What was that you said?