I Keep My Horse At Stable Will's

Join My Brothers In Song

This Attendant Soul

Eyes A Passing Foal



If God Has Teeth I Have None

Like A Pirate Prevail

Upon The Silver Raiding Ships

Merciless Men Are Few



From My Horse's Lips The Song Is Sung:

"You Will Be A Sovereign"

From Upon My Horse's Ears The Crown Is Hung

"You Will Be A Sovereign"

Your Serrated Head Anoint Our Dead

Brutes Disrobed And Deft

Heads That For Their Honor Roll

Rot Under Heaven's Bowl



Above Our Saddle Come To Rest

Toes Hang From The Branch

A Horse That Waits For A Rider's Death

Never Keep Riding

I Keep My Horse At Stable