Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mappe Of
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mappe Of
Composer
Tom Meikle
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Icovellavna
In your endless serpentine
What sort of secrets could you hide?
[Verse 2]
Icovellavna
With your fibers worn to hell
You're an ornamental shell
[Verse 3]
Icovellavna
Where by the grace of God
Or by the weight of shame
Have mercy on us all today
[Verse 4]
Father said
You've made poor choices all your life
Maybe you deserve what's comin' to you
Maybe if you'd hurt just one fewer
You could usurp this holy light
[Verse 5]
Father said
You've made poor choices all your life
Maybe you deserve what's comin' to you
Maybe if you'd hurt just one fewer
You could usurp this holy light
[Verse 6]
I call the light of mine
And I've been through courageous wonder
I call (The light of mine)
Through
I call the light of mine
[Verse 7]
I was a guardian of the light
Till a heathen clothed me
I was a guardian of the light
Till a heathen clothed me
[Verse 8]
I was a guardian of the light
Till a heathen clothed me
I was the keeper of the rites
Till the mountains rose before me
I was a sentinel in the night
For the love you'd shown me
Written by: Mappe Of, Tom Meikle
