Every season, like a clock
every hand the hour gear.
Every bridge and every reason,
every half-won, battled treason.
Every tooth and every tower
broken heart and painful hour.
Every voice that turns against,
what once was loved and now is cursed.
What once was called for, now is carrion,
every bridge and every reason,
what once was loved and now is cursed.
And every hour kills another,
every voice that turns against.
Every bridge and every reason,
every lost to battled treason.
Fading hope and fading reason,
year of dying and broken seasons.
Every bridge and every reason,
the pull of years, a tide of treason.
Every bone that pulls to heaven
every bridge and every reason,
every vow and every treason.