Haul

Spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low

Wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart

Can't find no poison, now I've got no cure

(The) fangs are stuck inside my skin

Payne county line

Watching unjust claims

One man's righteousness is another man's

Long haul, sentence carried out

Long haul, counting the miles

To the four corners of the world

Spring is rusted shut, (faith's) coiled and cracked

Apparitions worth their weight in gold

Scratched in metal, name erodes away

Hands are scarred, heart is charred

Burnt though, and ashen

Trip on fence post line

Sifting through the remains

One man's close pursuit is another man's

Last chance, make it through the divide

Last chance, suffer the weight or get buried by this

Black heart, sweeping over the land

Black heart, crawling its way

To the four corners of the world