Burning Times

[ti:Burning Times] [ar:Christy Moore] [al:Burning Times] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Burning Times - Christy Moore In the cold of the evening they used to gather Neath the stars in the meadow circled near the old oak tree At the times appointed by the seasons Of the earth and the phases of the moon In the center often stood a woman Equal with the others respected for her worth One of the many we call the witches The healers the teachers of the wisdom of the earth And the people grew in the knowledge she gave them Herbs to heal their bodies smells to make their spirits whole Hear them chanting healing incantations Calling for the wise ones celebrating in dance and song Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna There were those who came to power through domination They were bonded in their worship of a dead man on a cross They sought control of the common people By demanding allegiance to the church of Rome And the Pope he commenced the inquisition As a war against the women whose powers they feared In this holocaust in this age of evil Nine million European women they died And the tale is told of those who by the hundreds Holding hands together chose their deaths in the sea While chanting the praises of the Mother Goddess A refusal of betrayal women were dying to be free Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna Now the earth is a witch and we still burn her Stripping her down with mining and the poison of our wars Still to us the earth is a healer a teacher and a mother A weaver of a web that keeps us all alive She gives us the vision to see through the chaos She gives us the courage it is our will to survive Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna Isis Astarte Diana Hecate Demeter Kali Inanna