Misty song.

Saved by an inch of our life
Sundering in the feats of strife
We sleep in the wonder of seeing
We call onto the observer of being

Proud is the grave we bury knowing
Salty is the earth sworn to growing
Unveiled in the days to come 
The fate is sworn and done 

The ship’s anchor digs deep within
Seeking the steep truth of sin
Only to save itself of the guilt taught
Marrying the night to all thoughts fought

The struggle wrestles with the mists
Making its way blind to the fists
Stalking the song in the wind
Reviving the promise to rescind 

In thy reign we rule 
The graveyard of a dusty fool
The longing to be seems free
In obedience care the judge sings to thee. 

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~