Distant, Residual

Impaled to the curse
This forest's goddess cried
When she was forgotten

A famine on you
Forsakers of spirit
Look what you have done to me
The sacred world rots now
Distant as I am
A spiritual residue
I can still conjure the strength
To place this curse on you

Impaled to the curse
This forest's goddess cried



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Hayter
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