island raider

pointed uphill

they climb up walls

and over sills

and grease our floors

with scores and scores

of random kill

torch-light raider

we probably will

stuck our swords

I will kill

Mound to mountain

Keeping it vile

so we build a city

on top the pile

and try to start

a life anew

we wait for the raiders

me and you

torch-light raiders

we probably will

stuck our swords

I will kill

we hold each other

and repent

and yet in love,

a world affair

we reclimb in

the shade of young

only in heaven

is the work done

torch-light raider

we probably will

stuck our swords

I will kill