Forging your spears with blood from our hearts,
Scorning not lust but derision
Which mission in life shall die in my hands ?
Strong are the stems of Nasturtium [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/asgaroth/strenghtened_are_the_stems_of_nasturtium.html ]
Calling the winds for a knowledge untaught,
Which passion shall never disturb thee ?
Which mission in life shall die in my hands ?
Strong are the stems of Nasturtium
