There Is Peace In The Swamp, Though

When Folks Find I Ain't Afeard To Speak My Mind On Their Affairs, They Kinder Guess I'm Tellin' The Truth About My Own.

For The Glory Born Of Goodness Never Dies, And Its Flag Is Not Half-masted In The Skies.

The Only Sure Thing About Luck Is That It Will Change.

But, When The Goddess' Work Is Done,the Woman's Still Remains.

Your Voices Break And Falter In The Darkness, Break, Falter, And Are Still.