"godless Heathens" (Poetry/Song)
So one day as I was running errands with my tiny heathens, Ekaterina Shelehova's cover of "Savage Daughter" comes on the radio and of course were all singing it loud and proud.
Fast forward to me winding down at home and I keep replaying the song in my head, and as it keeps replaying I subconsciously start changing the lyrics. It keeps happening on repeat even through the night and when I woke up the line; "I am societies "godless" Heathen" was cemented into my being and from there I fleshed out the chorus. Once the chorus was in front of me, I knew what had to be done, and so I wrote my version of the song which is based on the original "Savage Daughter" by Wyndreth Berginsdottir.
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"The "godless" Heathens"
Chorus:
I am society's “godless” heathen
the one they damn, and curse without cause.
I am their fear of what can be, I will not cease to exist for applause.
Verse 1:
They call me a savage, a demon
for loving nature and not c.e.o.'s.
I find peace in the skies and waters,
and listen to what flies and to what roams.
Chorus:
I am society's “godless” heathen
the one they damn, and curse without cause.
I am their fear of what can be, I will not cease to exist for applause.
Verse 2:
We are the children of the night,
singing and dancing among moons rays,
casting runes and reading tarot,
communing with all the planets above.
Chorus:
I am society's “godless” heathen
the one they damn, and curse without cause.
I am their fear of what can be, I will not cease to exist for applause.
Verse 3:
I am outspoken and an ally,
fighting side by side with outcasts.
We run and howl, raising higher
as our feet hit the wet grass bare.
Chorus:
I am society's “godless” heathen
the one they damn, and curse without cause.
I am their fear of what can be, I will not cease to exist for applause.
Verse 4:
Now here I stand amongst the old Gods
standing against the darkness and pain,
deep in our souls we are healing,
as we display our strength in the rain.
Chorus x3:
We are society's “godless” heathens
the ones they damn, and curse without cause.
We are society's “godless” heathens.
We will not cease to exist for applause.