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.
