Mighty Ben - Helvetia

Summer times with no intent, half blanks powder the wind

We can’t curse

Rains were spelled

Little one too young to send, nothin' makes any sense

I’ll lift you from this godless mess

Keep you warm

Tremblin' far from land to spell

Carry it in your arms

Sticks and twine, your heart felt young

Deliver to the sun

We will try and follow the sun

The darkened spirit engulfs us all