Death of the Corn Songtext

von Current 93

Through the marshes
And through the through the filtering glades
Through the corn
And through the scything fields
The summer sun
Dances and rages
The summer sun
Flies burning into the light
And who will die at the death of the corn?
And who will cry for the death of the corn?
Rise, rise, rise!

The sleeping giant awakes
He circles into circling
The wild wild hunt
Dawn dies at dusk
And all these manors are razed
For the death of the corn
They're sealed and shining
All for the true love naught
And who will die for the death of the corn?
And who will cry at the death of the corn?
Rise, rise, rise!
Rise, rise, rise!

And shifting the shapes that bleed the mountains
You tear apart my body
The corn kings dies, has died, will die
And dying still, will rise again
And sink back into earth
And who will cry for the death of the corn?
And who will lie at the death of the corn?
Rise, rise, rise!