Gravenhurst - Saints

Saints, by Gravenhurst, from their album: The Western Lands. at seventeen I heard my calling to suffocate with my embrace murder ten to save a hundred drown the whole world in my faith from a long line I descended immaculate, an empty womb and the spur is desperation maybe God is desperate too in watermarks and lonely places a private measurement of time in made-up names and blacked-out faces I will trace my blood line