Special The wagon of the dust you made Special off the hand of my fate The hand of my blade Reaching through the palm of your gate Special Wax on the alter of my escape Approaching delinquent Divergent Disassociated or Derelict of my fate The hilt of my wake Special — carved at the base of my tree Holden it was till it made black of me Mind my master of mind the mind of my master No master of mine A hand woven in stone It sharpens my wheel The laurel resting over my plate Scaffolding darkness over my face Special It was an Ace you made Defeat me in battle or become the arm of my fate Crafted of marble Unshaken Unheld Unique in decay Special — off the hand of my fate
