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