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'm harvest 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