With me now

Is the eye of the bandit

His ways of shame

between my clenched teeth

The sores of the road

The sores of the road between us

Sees the glimpse

And stares at the sun



I deliver

I deliver the eye of the bandit

Through a crack in the window

Mechanically

He smiles through the fumes

And the road opens

It appears as his crime



The morale of the bandit

Tattooed on my neck

Its ways of nature

Scribbled on our wreck



The engine. bandit

Fuelled on women and men

The vehicle raging

Through heaven and hell