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Kinorohingan (Ancient God)
depth of seven folds beneath
ruler of the skies
lord of the deepest realm
Ancient God of spewing fire
that rumbles through the earth
arise, from thy ashes
of death,
hear the lamentations
of the shamans
the elders that call
for thy resurrection
remember thee the glory
of thy people, warriors
in their own right as man
hunters and seafarers
remember thy might
God of all that's living
arise thou, ancient Master
remember thy sacrifice
thine daughter a virgin
she hath spilled her blood
in her mighty power
gift of thine, she furrowed the land
with teeth as maize
her flesh as rice
her limbs as yams
her eyes as leeks
her hair as reeds
her head as palms
Remember thee
the lamentations of thy consort
Suminundu the magical one
hath called upon winds
waves and floods
but thou hath protected us
From the fields
the meadows, the forests
the essence of thine own
Princess Huminodun
transformed soothed the storm
bringing the people together
in peace and harmony
with the great Mother
that birth even thee,
of Soil that nurture
thou hath slumbered within
this dark earthy domain
arise
The Shamanic incantations
they echo and resound
throughout the land
art thou no more
hath thou bequeath
thy throne
to gods from beyond...
ruler of the skies
lord of the deepest realm
Ancient God of spewing fire
that rumbles through the earth
arise, from thy ashes
of death,
hear the lamentations
of the shamans
the elders that call
for thy resurrection
remember thee the glory
of thy people, warriors
in their own right as man
hunters and seafarers
remember thy might
God of all that's living
arise thou, ancient Master
remember thy sacrifice
thine daughter a virgin
she hath spilled her blood
in her mighty power
gift of thine, she furrowed the land
with teeth as maize
her flesh as rice
her limbs as yams
her eyes as leeks
her hair as reeds
her head as palms
Remember thee
the lamentations of thy consort
Suminundu the magical one
hath called upon winds
waves and floods
but thou hath protected us
From the fields
the meadows, the forests
the essence of thine own
Princess Huminodun
transformed soothed the storm
bringing the people together
in peace and harmony
with the great Mother
that birth even thee,
of Soil that nurture
thou hath slumbered within
this dark earthy domain
arise
The Shamanic incantations
they echo and resound
throughout the land
art thou no more
hath thou bequeath
thy throne
to gods from beyond...
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