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I can hear them floating on the windImmortal souls their weeping saddens meMother earth you know your time is nearAwaken lust the seed is sown and reapedThrough the western isle I hear the dead awakenRising slowly to the court of AvalonThe cauldron of the head of Annwyn laced with envyDark around its edge with pearl and destinyAll my days I've waited for the signThe one that brings me closer to isle of AvalonI can feel the power flowing through my veinsMy heart is beating louder, close to AvalonI can hear you, can you hear me?I can feel you, can't you feel me?Fertility Mother GoddessCelebration, sow the seeds of the bornThe fruit of her body ladenThrough the corn dollYou will pray for them allThe image of Mother GoddessLying dormant, in the eyes of the deadThe sheaf of the corn is brokenEnd the harvestThrow the dead of the pyreI hear her crying the tears of an angelThe voices I hear in my headBlessed the fruits are the corn of the earthMother earth holy blood of the dead[guitar solo]Mother earth I can hear youSacrifice, now unitedRising levels of the tidal lakes protect themKeepers of the goddess in the underworldHolding powers of the mystics, deep inside themnineteen maidens, guardians of the otherworldMortal conflict born of Celtic legendThat apart from seven, non-returned from AvalonMother earth I can feel youMy rebirth now completedFertility mother goddessCelebration, sow the seeds of the bornThe fruits of her body ladenThrough the corn dollYou will pray for them allThe image of mother goddessLying dormant, in the eyes of the deadThe sheaf of the corn is brokenEnd the harvest, throw the dead on the pyreTo have the belief of othersLooking for the Isle toShow them a signFertility of all mothersStood in silenceWaiting now for their turnThe gateway to AvalonThe island where the soulsOf dead are rebornBrought here to die and beTransferred into the earthAnd then for rebirthI hear her crying the tears of an AngelThe voices I hear in my headBlessed the fruits are the corn of the earthMother earth holy bloodof the deadThe water in rivers and rhymes rises quicklyAre flowing and flooding the landThe sea shall return once again just to hide themLost souls on the Isle of the deadCrédito: Hellequin
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