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The Mourner's Hymn

There's a king upon the mountains
and a queen who lights the sky
there's a master of those waters
that bring the good news by

Brother Must-Be sits upon his throne
Gathers all the passers, stripped of all their bones
Brother Must-Be sits upon his throne
Lord of Knots he binds us, makes our deeding done

They say she sits in Mandos,
Lady Wailer of long sighs
They say she sits in Mandos
Resignatorix Wise

But she's in the waters,
and out upon the air
Her sigh blows through the forest eaves
She carries every care

She walks amid the buzzing flies
That torment dying streets:
Lady Patience in her pity
Swift to groan and weep

Mem'ry unassailable
She knows the high and low
There's none to whom she's stranger
She's the world in her soul

She's grief and joy and rage and tears
And madness is her gift
Self-forgetting suffering
That innocence uplifts

The enemy of weavers,
She sings a sweet discord
Tattered Lady Raveler
Who breaks Time with a Word

And Brother Must-Be sits upon his throne
Gath'ring all the passers, stripped of all their bones
Yes, Brother Must-Be sits upon his throne
Lord of Knots he binds us, makes our deeding done

But O! she'll be the otherwise,
Poor Bloody-fingered Queen,
And wear the weft of Fate loose,
Our Sister Sorrowing.

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