Godgrudge - Polly Paulusma

Lead me out of the mountains across the plain

I can’t multiply again, oh, release me

And I will build you two towers with bricks baked in fire

And the Godgrudge they’ll inspire, oh, believe me

Tear me to pieces, cut me down

Raze my two towers to the ground

Scatter me north, east, west and south

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

Between the Tigris and Pishon, Euphrates mighty giant

Where the Gihon gurgles quiet, my four streams bleed for me

My towers glint in the sunlight, they tie me to the plain

I won’t lose my way again, oh, believe me

Tear me to pieces, cut me down

Raze my two towers to the ground

Scatter me north, east, west and south

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

Blood flows out of the mountain and seeps across the plain

Many people died in vain, oh, believe me

So I will build two more towers like Sundials in the west

I won’t let these war dogs rest, oh, believe me

Tear me to pieces, cut me down

Raze my two towers to the ground

Scatter me north, east, west and south

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge

If my mouth lets out a Godgrudge