Dear Mother, I hear your voice in the ground below
Your breath grows heavy, while we watch the wild winds blow
Flames in the air, smoke darkens the sky
You tremble softly, but we turn our eyes
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we turn away)
The walls we carved upon your skin
Ashes fall, and we breathe them in
We sink beneath the waves you cry
You call to us, but still, we lie
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we repeat)
Your rivers crack, they tear apart
Generations lost, each with a broken heart
Your forests fade, shadows consume
We stray so far, lost in the gloom
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we fall)
Mother, the paths we walked (are breaking slow)
And the walls we built (cast long shadows below)
Souls once close (now drift like sand)
Falling further from your gentle hand
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we fade)
The walls we carved upon your skin
Ashes fall, and we breathe them in
We sink beneath the waves you cry
You call to us, but still, we lie
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we lie)
(Dear Mother, we wander beneath your darkening sky)
(Your voice fades now, no more tears to cry)
(The ground gives way beneath our feet)
(And we stand still, in your defeat)
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we stand small)
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we stand small)
(Dear Mother, we hear you, but still we stand small)