This bridge is
brick built by
a story known
seen in my eye.
I’ve drowned I
a bottle knew.
I felt hell none
should have to.
These vessels in
and under skin
I trace to begin;
my haunt’s a sin.
So let us set up,
my companion.
Let us ride high
above a canyon.
I’ve known pass
have terrors use
me I am hazy but
you are so true.
So let contstruct
all hope up high.
While below my
fight I fight right.