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 . . .