She was the rose of Sharon from Paradise Lost
The scent of peach blossom beneath the Conquerer’s cross
I told her about my own agony and the driving rain
She told me about the year when her innocence was slain
Was she a girl or a woman, I can’t say which
From one to another she could easily switch
My Kether, my Abbadon, my redemption
We went to a place that our friends could not reach
We learned from the lessons we both could teach
She looked into my soul through the clothes that I wore
And told me without words that she knew the score
Was she a girl or a woman, I can’t say which
From one to another she could easily switch
My Kether, my Abbadon, my redemption
Our lives they were ruins and her heart was a snare
We both had to run and leave hate to die there
I hear my voice crying, “Help,” and she echoes back
But it’s only the silence as the darkness does crack
Was she a girl or a woman, I can’t say which
From one to another she could easily switch
My Kether, my Abbadon, my redemption
Now the screws break loose, I see the devil pound tin
I see homes in our country being torn from within
I hear my ancestors calling from a land far beyond
So I sit here and wait for our pain to respond
Was she a girl or a woman, I can’t say which
From one to another she could easily switch
My Kether, my Abbadon, my redemption