
Mother of Times
She raises her eyes to the sky
Watches the last eagle fly
Rocking her last child into sleep
Despair has ruled her in all these years
The torment scarred her face
She's rocking her last child into sleep
She raises her eyes to the sky
Watches the last eagle fly
Rocking her last child into sleep
Despair has ruled her in all these years
The torment scarred her face
She's rocking her last child into sleep
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