A safe place, they quickly met.
Canard mouths, datum kept

Past the Gallows horses leapt
House of Holy they were kept

At a place where some were born
Sanctuary, Secret dorm.

Frost Covered willow
And an isle of glass
Past a round moat
In a thick of grass

This is where the thorn birds ward
Gnarly courage, Twisted Torn

The bones and beaks, left for Warn
Of what shall come and Transform
Of he who enters at free will
A pledge of Solace Some will Kneel.