May Her Wrath Be Just - Black Anvil

She speaks to me

I can hear her faintly

She whispers she screams

A name unspoken

She reaches through me

Yet this is no warm embrace

She whispers I scream

Unlearn their name

O mother

Die for your dignity

We listen we listen

They scream your name

And while your children live

They take what’s ours

As thine would give

At last we can ask no more

She’s given all she can no more

I can feel her heartbeat

She suffers unworthy

Our fall from grace

She teacheth me

We can never learn the ways

We suffer unworthy

We own our blame

O father

Die for her dignity

We listen we listen

They scream your name

And while your children live

They take what’s mine

As thine would give

At last we can ask no more

She’s given all she can no more

May her wrath be just

May her just be us