Shadows drawn towards the trees And humming in the winter's night Colossal stone at new moon stands Where worshippers bow at its sight
Silent moans and saddened hearts Of folk in famine, at wit's end Calling to gods and ancestors Linked with the barren land
The earthgoddess must grant her favour Pray we're not mercy deprived We offer scarce possessions Since our fortune deeply dived
The demon-haunted children Nightly cries feed fear alone As hunger whirling down the snow So chilling to the bone
We call upon Tanfana Sacrificial liquid flows On the altar stone of Tan's hill Sanctioned by the sound of crows
Our tributes are subject to change The trees are channelling our pleas And from an edge of gold we know It's Tanfana who sees
Endure the suffering, give more As blood evaporates in air Inebriation, dedication Tanfana who's thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
