The Earth Mother

I protect, I collect

Your whole fate,

I pick up the tow.

Rolling, reeling,

Being your

I pick up the clue.

The spindie you will hear...

Sacrifice.

Make a god of yours.

From the land I grow

And the roots

Of the trees

Became the roots of me.

My hair is like the rain.

My face is the cloud,

My hands are now

Your hands.

My skin is the soil now

And the breeze is breath.

My tears are of blood

When the blood

Starts to smell.

My womb is the water,

You dip your soft lip,

And drink out the thirst.

I'll give you drink.

I will punish

Your folk

For their pride,

Send you the freeze

And rain.

My hand thunder

Will send

And set your tender coil

To your land.

Send you

The freeze and rain.

I'll be your lap

And grave.

Sacrifice.

Make a god of yours.

You protect and pick up

The clue of my fate,

I hear you clue.

Please save my descent

And forgive our sin,

The death on your spin.

I'll cure the scars,

Your pain is mine.

Let us entrain,

Destroy the pain.

I put the soil

Between my lips.

Give the last dram

To your men,

No more fights now

Between them,

Open your core,

Infold my gore.

Just enter the earth mother

Of yours ...