Helix of the Spike

I found your mark in the iron dust

A spiral cut in the chapel wall

Cold little crown in a crack of rust

Still it keeps calling through it all

Your name is etched in the broken ring

Seven turns deep in the bone-white stone

Every twist makes the rafters sing

Every pulse says I’m not alone

Round and round

It pulls me in

Sharp little prayer

Under my skin

Round and round

The dark unfolds

Helix rising

Strike the cold

Helix of the spike

Cut me through the night

Helix of the spike

I still hold on tight

Helix of the spike

Burning in my mind

Helix of the spike

Take me up this time

Black salt on the altar stairs

Boot prints torn in the wet wood floor

I hear your vow in the broken air

I hear it hit like a closing door

I wore that wound like a second skin

Kept it alive in the winter frost

If I fall, let the spiral win

If I break, let it show what I lost

Round and round

It won’t let go

Silver fang

In the throat of snow

Round and round

The cold takes shape

Helix turning

No escape

Helix of the spike

Cut me through the night

Helix of the spike

I still hold on tight

Helix of the spike

Burning in my mind

Helix of the spike

Take me up this time

Ohh, I rise

Through the fracture line

Ohh, I rise

With the blade in time

Helix of the spike

Cut me through the night

Helix of the spike

I still hold on tight

Helix of the spike

Burning in my mind

Helix of the spike

Take me up this time

Helix of the spike

Helix of the spike

Helix of the spike

I’m alive inside