| Antony and the Johnsons – Aeon Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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"...Now mother Ceres was quite desperate. If Persephone were above ground, there would be hope of regaining her. However, now that the poor child was shut up underground, there seemed to be no way of rescuing her. So poor Mother Ceres lost all hope. She cared not what became of her, or of the earth that was intrusted to her. Day after day, month after month, she roamed about, weeping and moaning. In her hand she still carried the flaming torch, and on her head was the wreath of withered poppies she had forgotten to throw away. The crops faded and died, and all the earth became brown and bare... ...Everyone who knew her great power begged her to have mercy and let the grass grow, "Never!" she cried. "If anything grows again, it must grow along the path my daughter will take in coming back to me."" From "Persephone" |
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