歌詞

Walking behind the heavy wooden wheels

Bare feet sinking where the dead man kneels

The king’s great glory doesn't feed my soul

Just ashes and rain in a broken bowl

They call it a war, they call it divine

But the blood in the mud tastes nothing like wine

Three copper coins in a filthy hand

The price of a breath in a dying land

A fleeting fire in the freezing night

To hide from the shadows, to hide from the fright

I am the lily in the bloody mud

Trampled by iron, washed by the flood

You buy my warmth to forget the grave

But I take your coins, for I am the brave

I bend in the storm, but I never break

I sell you a dream that you cannot take

The young lord came with a trembling heart

Thirty pounds of rust tearing us apart

Cold iron rings pressing on my breast

He wept in my hair, seeking a mother's rest

No noble knight, just a terrified boy

Finding salvation in a broken toy

Then came the squire, with the eyes of a hound

No tears to shed, just the heat of the ground

Rough, bruised lips and a desperate thrust

Two starving beasts in the ashes and dust

He knew my sorrow, he belonged to the dirt

A violent dance to swallow the hurt

The sweat and the rain! The iron and skin!

There is no holy heaven, and there is no sin!

Inside my womb, you bury your fears

I drink your sweat, I swallow your tears!

You march to the slaughter when the morning is grey

But the Lily of the mud will live another day!

I am the lily in the bloody mud

Trampled by iron, washed by the flood

You buy my warmth to forget the grave

But I take your coins, for I am the brave

I bend in the storm, but I never break

I will survive, for my own sake

I pull up my burlap, I walk in the rain

Three copper coins... to numb the pain

The iron rusts, the soldiers fall

But the roots of the Lily... outlive them all