The Prophetess Lyrics

She left us in the night. Sleepless waves, and sacred graves

Only one thing's left, is to place her in the shallows
And bronze the pieces that we've collected
I'll move past my barriers, but I'm emotionless, to my prophetess

To the cold and brash, extreme and ill tempered, hold close your gems

You're my prophetess, as if you never left, and you always hold me all aware, your constant stare I visualize black soil and sun spots
Make me a weapon, from the earth you tend
I fear the trees and I fear the pasture. I fear abandonment

This world is much too cold for you, so I'll be strong for you

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