Shirt

Climbed the fence behind the church
Tore the hem of my new shirt
Earned it fair by casting lots
Beneath the shadow of the cross
Now I’m lost

In the garden where you wept:
“Could you pardon me from death?”
Dreamt you woke up in her bed
Learned to live among the dead
And went to hell

Chew me up, then spit me out
Fill my cup, then send a drought
Kill this city in a flood
Wash the filthy with your blood
River of blood