PRIESTESS OF THE ANCIENT NEW

    Waking up to forgotten memories
    Checking all my identities
    Nothing can bring me down
    I’ve overcome my doubts

    I don’t need more sorrow
    Self pity, what a waste
    I don’t need a pose to borrow
    I am proud to be myself

    I wasted, oh, so many years
    Questioning my sanity
    Now it’s time to break free
    A wild spirit unleashed

    Nothing can bring me down again
    I’m a priestess of the ancient new
    Humble, loving and caring
    Oceans of memories, they flew

    CH:   Would you join me, sister?
    Would you take my hand, brother?
    Together we can make a real difference
    Making our words a living creature 

    (Changing our culture for good)

    We are all One,
    Deep inside we know
    We just need to find the way
    Who we’ve been, who we are

    Free from monotheistic power
    We can hold our inner truth
    We are no prey to devour
    Standing rebels to be proved

    Our Love for Mother Earth
    Claims our duty to protect Her
    We’re the Keepers not the Killers
    Simple memory to recall

    Nothing can bring me down again
    I’m a priestess of the ancient new
    Humble, loving and caring
    Oceans of memories, they flew 

    CH:   Would you join, me sister?
    Would you take my hand, brother?
    Together we can make a real difference
    Making our words a living creature

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