Though I have wronged you I was held in a riverbed Where they cast the spirits from anointed heads And returned to me not knowing when The bridegroom would beckon you in
Though I have wronged you I was told when I gave the land To the service of some beasts and men By the end of all you dreamt (?) (The dead that are all would be left) or (The debt that I owe would be left) Violence violence violence
