A Priestess approached me because she
saw me tilling the land.
She closed her mouth and said,
saw me tilling the land.
She closed her mouth and said,
Something must be done.
Because the beast is stirring.
Because the Visitors have returned.
Because time is growing short.
Because the beast is stirring.
Because the Visitors have returned.
Because time is growing short.
A Priestess approached me
and gave me a seed.
and gave me a seed.
I planted the seed,
and watered it with everyone's tears
but my own.
and watered it with everyone's tears
but my own.
From the seed grew two trees:
a black and a white.
The People asked which tree would win.
Grandmother said: the one you feed.
My Father said: the white one.
a black and a white.
The People asked which tree would win.
Grandmother said: the one you feed.
My Father said: the white one.
And me?
I just smiled,
and kept sharpening my axe.
and kept sharpening my axe.
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