my skull rattles
with the trapped ammunition
that entered three years ago
last September.

i'll exit this building, take leave of your head,
and you'll leave me for dead
somewhere in the back
of your mind.

i can't wait to be a shadow
i can't wait to be your memory
en synergy sin energy
en synergy sin energy

. . .and in this room. . .
we structured convoys
to our goals "boys --
this shot, it's our one and --" only to find,
signs or no,
it was as though
the blind had always led the blind

. . .now from this stake:
"don't persecute,"
i bear the match that starts conflagration
you must concede
that when we screamed
we only preached it to the congregation.

(in these halls,. . .)
i can't wait to be a shadow
(. . .these four walls)
i can't wait to be your memory
en synergy sin energy
en synergy sin energy

i can't wait to be a shadow.
i can't wait to be your memory.

look how far we've come on broken legs