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 . . .