GOD OF OUR SORROWS
your blade drinks deep
Earth feels the wound . . .
Earth Mother I am wronged,
Earth Mother I am wronged . . .
What comes on the
Wind can only be slain
By He who knows . . .
the Wind . . .
GOD OF OUR SORROWS
your blade drinks deep
Earth feels the wound . . .
Earth Mother I am wronged,
Earth Mother I am wronged . . .
What comes on the
Wind can only be slain
By He who knows . . .
the Wind . . .