Golem

I see they have left you behind too
Fallen off the crazy wagon to flounder in the muddy road
Well, I've been here a while wallowing in the mud and clay
It's become who I am, this dirt
this filth I've learned the hard way to accept
But let me help you, I will not see you suffer as I tun to clay
Come here, I will trace the mud-glyphs onto your skin
The spell of acceptance
Across your collar bone and hips and across your heart
On your face a spell of beauty, and on your forehead
I will write truth
And we will save the mad people
On our faces will be written the truth that is mud
and together we will cast a spell of mud on their shoulders
Come and be baptized in the filth of the road more traveled
and find it is the means and ways that stain a reputation
in good river road clay
I see you too have been cast off and tossed into the mud
Come to me, I have wallowed longer than you and the mud has become part of me
Let me baptize you in mud
Write the spell of mud-glyphs on your arms, legs, chest and hips.
And on your head I will write in mud; truth