Hmong spirit cloths
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- Author: niamtxiv
When a child is born, the child is carried on a beautiful embroider batik. When a girl is growing up, she is taught by her mother to sew and memorize these intricate symbols that were passed down from generation to generation onto the hemp cloths. When a person die, he or she is dressed in spirit clothes in order to journey back to the ancestral land. When offering incense and gifts to the ancestors, joss papers must be cut into similar patterns in order to reach the ancestors. These patterns are embedded into the Hmong culture - from birth to death, from language to clothes, from rituals to dreams... Symbols that were passed down from the ancestors to descendants. Symbols that remind the Hmong of their ancient past and ancient heritage. Symbols that symbolize a complex culture, who once had a beautiful civilization.
THE SILENCE - LORD OF MERCY
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- Author: wayofsilence
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www.wayofsilence.com http www.undergroundsymphony.it LORD OF MERCY They came on a moonless night with torches and crosses With a promise of pain and words of salvation They killed my family without a reason Their blood on the floor, their fire on the walls I ran for my life through the ice and snow The rain of my face, the moon watching higher The forest did clear, two wolves appeared They lead me in the woods, three shades in the night I'm witch I tattoo my tale on the skin of the world I'm witch Embroider my spells on the velvet of the night I trace sign in the dust, I carve ruins inside my flesh I slip beetween life and death, as a goddess of vengeance They'll fall down one by one like dead leaves that fade away Better keep your hands tight and pray your lord of mercy I'm witch The screams in my dreams will feed my revenge I'm witch No one will survive, they'll pay for what they've done I'll gaze their eyes full of fear I'll dance on their graves Their pain and their sorrow will come back for three times So spoke the witch, so spoke the gods Forgive your enemies but never forget their names
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