I've dealt my life these burdens
That cling with grasp renewed
That stammer 'round my virtue
Like a hunted dog pursued

Ravaged and left for dead
See it lay there still

So underneath a crooked tree
A clearing there ahead
It looks so shelter abandoned
With the watchman king nailed dead

Dark

Earth

And

Dirt

My grievances are self made
For my pursuers I have wrought
Myself would adhere to Love
If myself to Love I brought

And pinned beneath that sallow husk
Attached to would like steel
My whole self as a human
My whole soul with poignant zeal

Then I am cleansed
Then I am whole
Then I am in Love
Then I am Love