The Sacred Ledger (Corporate Canon V)

[Intro] [grim brass Slow and heavy] Ink like clotted midnight Pages cold as stone Candles gutter sideways Every whisper shown [Verse 1] In the chamber Narrow Breathless Quills like spears in rows Dust of prior reckonings Curled in ledger folds Names impressed like bruises Copper seals that sweat Every minor trespass Waits to be addressed [Chorus] Comes now the dreaded auditor He of gimlet eye Guard your papers Guard your soul Make ready your alibi He will measure He will weigh what you deny Guard your papers Guard your soul Make ready your alibi [Verse 2] Bootsteps count like dying heartbeats Down the corridor Crier’s voice receding Locks engage the door He unclasps the sacred volume Fingers veined with frost Reads the margins Tiny scratches All you thought was lost [Chorus] Comes now the dreaded auditor He of gimlet eye Guard your papers Guard your soul Make ready your alibi He will measure He will weigh what you deny Guard your papers Guard your soul Make ready your alibi [Bridge] He does not hurry He will not tire Line by line he lifts Each petty fire Every hidden favor Every borrowed lie Entered in red iron That never dries (never dries) [Chorus] Comes now the dreaded auditor He of gimlet eye Guard your papers Guard your soul Make ready your alibi He will measure He will weigh what you deny Guard your papers Guard your soul Make ready your alibi [Outro] [grim bass Drums alone and fading] When he closes Sigils darken Candles bow and fold Silence signs the final column Debit: every soul