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As I touched the soil I felt they taught me to feel<br />And as I watched the sun I saw what they taught me to see<br />And as I smelled the air I smelled what they taught me to smell<br />But as I swallowed the lake I felt nothing for these was nothing they taught me<br /><br />I don't belong to where I come from<br />With veins like roots reaching no water<br /><br />I judge myself for being victim<br />I curse them for what they have taught me<br />I blame the gods for not intervening<br />I curse myself for judging the gods<br /><br />I'm not bound to the hammer<br />I don't need a shepherd<br />What I need is spittle<br />From the serpent<br /><br />As long as I've pulled my plough upon frozen soil<br />I was tormented by feelings of senselessness<br />But now the the ravens' rise - this is my harvest!!!<br />I see the boiling blood-fountains out of a reawakening earth!<br /><br />May my muscles be ashes<br />To become one with the soil<br />May my excusing body<br />Fertilize the future grounds
Letra nueva de la canción
As I touched the soil I felt they taught me to feel<br />And as I watched the sun I saw what they taught me to see<br />And as I smelled the air I smelled what they taught me to smell<br />But as I swallowed the lake I felt nothing for these was nothing they taught me<br /><br />I don't belong to where I come from<br />With veins like roots reaching no water<br /><br />I judge myself for being victim<br />I curse them for what they have taught me<br />I blame the gods for not intervening<br />I curse myself for judging the gods<br /><br />I'm not bound to the hammer<br />I don't need a shepherd<br />What I need is spittle<br />From the serpent<br /><br />As long as I've pulled my plough upon frozen soil<br />I was tormented by feelings of senselessness<br />But now the the ravens' rise - this is my harvest!!!<br />I see the boiling blood-fountains out of a reawakening earth!<br /><br />May my muscles be ashes<br />To become one with the soil<br />May my excusing body<br />Fertilize the future grounds
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