Maiden, Mother & Crone Lyrics - The Sword

The maiden sitting by her pool 

Was first to hear my pleas 

As she gazed into the water 

She recited these words to me: 

Walk not down that road 

I can not tell you where it goes 

Ask me no more questions 

Some things you weren't meant to know 

The mother toiling in the fields 

Her apron full of seeds 

She dropped them to the earth 

As she recited these words to me: 

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Walk not down that road 

I can not tell you where it goes 

Ask me no more questions 

Some things you weren't meant to know 

The greater mysteries 

Cannot be shown 

Divided by three 

They are the maiden, the mother, the crone 

Finally I found the crone 

Walking through the trees 

She looked in my eyes 

As she recited these words to me: 

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Go before the maiden 

Fall down to your knees 

Should you win her favor 

She may tell you what she sees 

The harvest is reaped 

Seeds are sown 

Multiplied by three 

She is the maiden, the mother, the crone