Grandam Gold
Come along sisters now hear what I say
We haven't got long 'til our own judgement day
The threads of this tale have begun to unwind
Beware of the wolves if you've fallen behind
Or they will come softly, they will come low
As if here in friendship with gifts to bestow
One eye on your freedom, one eye on your soul
Swords crossed in front of their Grandam Gold
Like those who before us full well understood
We're told that the poison is for our own good
While they dry up the seas and set valleys on fire
The coins on the hill pile higher and higher
Or they will come softly, they will come low
As if here in friendship with gifts to bestow
One eye on your freedom, one eye on your soul
Swords crossed in front of their Grandam Gold
You who've been sowing your seeds to the land
You've learned to create but not to demand
But we can build frontlines, we can fell towers
Cometh the hour my friends, cometh the hour
Or they will come softly, they will come low
As if here in friendship with gifts to bestow
One eye on your freedom, one eye on your soul
Swords crossed in front of their Grandam Gold
The day has been seized, the flags have been flown
Wolves do not care for the flowers you've grown
So take up your arms and prepare for the fight
Accept what is simple or defend what is right
(Grandam gold)
We haven't got long 'til our own judgement day
The threads of this tale have begun to unwind
Beware of the wolves if you've fallen behind
Or they will come softly, they will come low
As if here in friendship with gifts to bestow
One eye on your freedom, one eye on your soul
Swords crossed in front of their Grandam Gold
Like those who before us full well understood
We're told that the poison is for our own good
While they dry up the seas and set valleys on fire
The coins on the hill pile higher and higher
Or they will come softly, they will come low
As if here in friendship with gifts to bestow
One eye on your freedom, one eye on your soul
Swords crossed in front of their Grandam Gold
You who've been sowing your seeds to the land
You've learned to create but not to demand
But we can build frontlines, we can fell towers
Cometh the hour my friends, cometh the hour
Or they will come softly, they will come low
As if here in friendship with gifts to bestow
One eye on your freedom, one eye on your soul
Swords crossed in front of their Grandam Gold
The day has been seized, the flags have been flown
Wolves do not care for the flowers you've grown
So take up your arms and prepare for the fight
Accept what is simple or defend what is right
(Grandam gold)
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Writer(s): Thea Eve Gilmore
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