Never Shackled, the Straw Men's Pledge.

We Men of Straw, we Runners of the Briar Patch, we Victims of the Warden, we lost in the Orchards, we pledge in mind and action, to hold fast our shared bonds.
So that the righteous and wicked alike succumb to the fall, so that untouched flowers rot towards demise, so the young grow old, so we nudge the herd into the canyon, so we gift the world.

For one year we pledge, for one year do the withering work, for one year we keep the vigil.
To never wear bonds again, to never go back alive, to no surrender, to no prisoners.

Never Shackled "


the Straw Men, 'Never Shackled'