Half-handed Cloud - Disaster Will Come Upon You & You Will Not Know How To Conjure-It Away Lyrics
Go down, sit in the dust, daughter of BabylonSit on the ground without a throne No more will you be called tender or delicateTake millstones and grind flourTake off your veilLift up your skirt and bare your legs, And wade through the streamsYour *****ness will be exposed, And your shame uncoveredI will take vengeance, and I will spare no oneNow then, listen you wanton creature lounging in your security and saying to yourself, There is none besides me.I will never be a widow or suffer the loss of children,Both of these will overtake you, in a single momentThey will come upon you in full measureIn spite of your many sorceries & all your potent spellsYou have trusted in your wickedness by saying,No one sees me, there is none besides me.