8 acessos
Give us this day!
Our daily dead!
Curse the sun for this sight
Lay strewn upon the ground, can we not offer humility?
Breath hungry, life lost, faith starved,
Can we not offer humility?
Digger dig deep, feel for sights and sounds
Press your ear against the earth, upon the ground
Runner, ride out, against the turning tide
The sun beats down upon the land set aside
Foreboding fates will not cease
Laying my death before me
Arrows split against my hide
I am everyone, everyone in these eyes
I will witness the fall of efrafa
I will witness, witness the fall
Give us this day!
Our daily dead!
Can we not offer humility?