We have tried lay them to rest we contort and hang them from their tines

Inject these lines with absolution

Constrict and contrive as to derive that it’s a sure bleed out, in hopes of reaction

Inward, replace and collide as the warm runs cold and collected

Few held all that are bound to us

It’s a sure bleed out just to get some reaction

From the beginning we knew we were through

From the beginning we knew we’d be thrown to the wolves

And there would be where our own abandonment issues would be sorted out and put to use