Spirit and firenNow Caul and CostanSubject to time's processnWhere once we were notnnInstruments of providencenDulled, out of tunenWarped by the wordnnBehold!nYour heavennDripping with bloodnThe promise of a brighter skynNow gone...nnDwelling in eternal gracenLocked in battle divinenVestment skin woven to dustnSeeping blood once winenBreathless beats of ragged wingsnUsher us to mortal spoil