Builders of megalithic tombs.
Worshippers of earth and of wombs.
A society so different from ours.
Then God the Goddess devours.

Campfires high up in the sky.
Tiny dots to then naked eye.
An astrology so different from ours.
Then God the Goddess devours.

Mother Goddess, Mother Goddess.
The Daughter of Sin, The Daughter of Anu.
The patriarchs' fear, the one they never knew.

Now staring up from a place down below.
Cramped down and nowhere to go.
A view of life not different from ours.
When God the Goddess devours.

Today is the same as a hundred years ago.
Women are kept back, their wages far too low.
So in a man's world, you got to act like one:
War is an option and wars can be won.