Pamela Wyn Shannon Netherworld
Turn your ear, to the great below with ease
The dormant dark, beneath the falling leaves
Netherworld...(4X)
At the gates, they take all that belongs to you
And leave you with, your naked misery
Against your eyes, against your sides
Against your throat, against your heart
No fair green leaves, just fields of withered stalks
Your human form, no longer on the earth to walk
Netherworld...
No lambs will play
No courting of the fair young maid
Your wine muddied water
Your bread the dark brown clay
Netherworld...
