Chant of Tears

Sister of Sorrow, you fight for tomorrow
Comfort the sick and ease what you can
Those who can't stand are given a hand
Protect the defenseless and save all you can

Mother of Hope, our prayers rise like smoke
Strengthen our souls, else despairing we die
The cruel sing with glee, please hear our plea
Voice of the People, let not your hope die

Matron of Tears, please ease our fears
The innocent perish, lives brought to an end
Hear my request, in the Havens find rest
At last they are free, let suffering end