Speak to me, unwanted death
tell me you light shines brighter beyond.
Speak to me, empty vessel
point me towards your soul’s flight.
Speak to me, pregnant mother
for the still born that live in boxes.
Speak to me, glorious country
that you power has strengthened your sons.
Speak to me, virgin lady
of love you keep hidden from view.
And speak to me, highest priest
anointed by the hand of one.
And tell me, omnipotent being
why buried souls lie among the ruins.