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Messiah Of The Fields

from CrowLore by The Crows Of Albion

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Messiah Of The Fields

They left me hanging on a cross
The saviour of the summer crops
Just rag and straw so no great loss
My blood is in the wheat and hops

I faced the black and vicious hoard
Their coal cruel eyes and sharpened beaks
I am the ragged overlord
Who scares the crow yet never speaks

They pray to me to save their soils
From dark boned devils of the sky
In sun heat this messiah toils
To force them to take wing and fly

My Judas is the winter wind
That cuts me with a subtle knife
God save me father I have sinned
I wished for an extended life

A sackcloth head, a straw frayed cuff
The prince of summer crucified
Facing the elements is tough
This ditch is where I lived and died

Yet when the Spring returns the blood
To ravaged fields of snow and frost
I will drag myself from thawing mud
And resurrected heal what we have lost

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from CrowLore, released January 1, 2021

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