Blue Jay

[Verse]

It seems that the older inhabitors never got out of you

The phantom broods were wronged in body

And in a state, they will make their soon escape

By building a new inheritance

It’s likely more not to be

Than sin and death and vipers to fill our beds

And as for liberty, she will work or she will suffer

I am dense with the light of women

And I insist I’m not confused

I will not be going