Your fierce mother will come protect you.

Wherever you are in time, She will come.

Soul of her soul, you are; She will kill for you.

She will drink the blood of those who hurt a hair on your head.

She will return to you every last thing taken from you.

She will destroy your every enemy.

She will pave a path for you, of flowers,

Because you are the love of loves; Born of her highest truth and purity.

In you is the whole universe to be hugged, and kissed and rocked into the sweetest sleep.

For you, She will keep the door to Heaven open till you reach.