In My Holy Time Lyrics
(There were three)(There were three)(There were three)...As I walked on my ownAs I look for my dear homeI felt the sun leaving meWhite choruses wait for me"Where shall we our breakfast take?"Said the first ravenDown in yonder green fieldThere lies a knight slain under his shieldDown comes his follow doeAs great with young, as she might goShe lift up his bloody headAnd kissed his wounds that were so redShe got him up on her backAnd carried him to earth and lakeShe buried him before the primeShe was dead herself before night timeDo you still see me?Do you still see me?
Aesma Daeva In My Holy Time
