A spiteful moon
Obscures her face
From the heavens
She devastates
All her wrath
Befell their lands
With the softest caress
Her pale arms stretch into your bed
All her wrath
Befell their lands
With the softest caress
Her pale arms stretch into your bed
The roll of the tide
This lesson of disgrace
She plunges into water
Her shadow engulfs the sea
Oh mother in heaven
Whose lap and skin we trace
Along the land where her
Children disarray
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