Schaudenfreud

Like the lion, I will track our rulers Into the cracks of this earth 'Twixt the field and the foal, unaided Yet spun with the toil of an oath Three days unknown, two days agone I'll guest more than guide Isidore was right Forgotten, familiar Find your light Fain autumns, winter side Find your light, find your light Mark the hurt, mark the face Mark the dirt of cloven graves Find your light Forgotten, familiar Find your light As the bull on the wheel, I follow Stubborn, with downcast eyes 'Round the hills of our Lord and hollows In sacrifice of His own Three days unknown, two days agone I'm shadow more than guide Isidore was right Forgotten, familiar Find your light Fain autumns, winter side Find your light, find your light Mark the coil, mark the reed Mark the piper, go to sleep Find your light Forgotten, familiar Find your light Find your light