The Golden One

Lyrics

She rattled the sistrum before the priests of antiquity Turquoise and malachite before the Nile of tranquility They drank the red beer painted in her honor The sky was her body the sun disk, her collar Hathor, the Golden One She held the music and the dead Before the desert swallowed everything she danced above our heads The mirror she carries shows the face of what's true You look and you see her you look and you see you Hathor, the Golden One She held the music and the dead Before the desert swallowed everything she danced above our heads Lady of the West where the sun goes at night She takes what is heavy and walks it toward light Not a prayer on paper not a saint in a frame Just the cow horns at sunrise and the fire that came Hathor, the Golden One Bring the music, wake the dead Let the desert bloom again and dance above our heads