The Bloody Assizes

Tell me your plans, hanging man
I built these gallows for you
My mind so full of right
I am your judge, your jury too
You are not martyrs to freedom
Wasting away by the road
Miles and miles of destruction
I bring to your cause

Give me your eyes, hanging man
You've got no use for them now
Tie me with reason and guilt
Make these cold hands feel warm

Hear man my feet are a blessing
Run I can run I can run
Over the books and the learning
I stumble upon
Listen with mouth open wonder
Lose I can lose I can lose
These four walls crumble
As I cannot live by the rules

So I call up my hounds
To come along for a ride
And if you want to swing in trees
Refuse to live upon your knees
And you will never need to hide