Earth's Answer - Tor Lundvall

Earth raised up her head

From the darkness dread & drear

Her light fled

Stony, dread

And her locks covered with grey despair

Prisoned on watery shore

Starry jealousy does keep my den

Cold and hoar;

Weeping o’er

I hear the father of the ancient men

Selfish father of men!

Cruel, jealous, selfish fear!

Can delight

Chained in night

The virgins of youth and morning bear

Does spring hide its joy

When buds and blossoms grow?

Dos the sower

Sow by night

Or the ploughman in darknss plough?

Break this heavy chain

That does freeze my bones around!

Selfish, vain

Eternal bane

That free love with bondage bound