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The Lazarus Curse

from CrowLore by The Crows Of Albion

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The Lazarus Curse

I trudge across these ancient lands
Where crops are reared by human hands
And all I leave are footsteps deep
a crop the scythe will never reap

I see the changing seasons turn
The new shoots grow, bonfires burn
From the soil the world will grow
I track the sacred rivers flow

I seek the seamstress to sew my seams
I seek the sage to heal my dreams
I seek the witch my soul to save
I seek the silence of the grave

These things of beauty pass me by
I have no soul I cannot die
For I am cursed to walk the earth
Unending cycles of rebirth

I wished for resurrection, true
I guess I never thought it through
The gift of life is just a curse
I am not dead, I’m something worse

I cannot feel I do not breathe
A trail of straw is all I leave
The sun, the wind, the rain, the snow
Travel with me where I go

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from CrowLore, released January 1, 2021

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