On Saturn's orders started the march
Snowy peaked mountains rumbled
Struck us and toppled us like the tree
Like bitter waves fighting the rocks
We said that we would weep like the willows
knowing they care not
The mediator between the mind and the hand
must be the heart
To no avail, for instead, they had a leash and a price
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