Текст песни Tribulation The Motherhood Of God

Blessed be the hands whose touch is fire
Blessed be a death that takes u higher
Whateva ur faith is, that verily is u
The crack in the skull, the knife that cuts u thru'

Holy bosom, sacred space
Chthonic powers, descendin' grace
Supreme Mother to the orphans of god
In the shadow lands of the world ur deities abound

Nebul? swirl like dust by ur lotus feet
The above contained within, the whole complete
Dweller of invisible landscapes of blood and bone
Omniscent, immanent, present and unknown

Holy bosom, sacred space
Chthonic powers, descendin' grace
Supreme Mother to the orphans of god
In the shadow lands of the world ur deities abound

Blessed be the hands whose touch is fire
Blessed be a death that takes u higher
In awe we stand of The Motherhood of God!
In awe we stand of The Motherhood of God!

Holy bosom, sacred space
Chthonic powers, descendin' grace
Supreme Mother to the orphans of god
In the shadow lands of the world ur deities abound

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