Composer: Martin Trottier, Karl Desjardins, William Arseneau
Lyrics
A drop of red
Tainted her thread
(Bruises to wear)
Like a badge of honor
Around her neck
(Ruptured, crimsoned)
The soil needs her to feed and prosper
A vestige of a former past
Her heartbeat claimed by a force of nature
A selfless act of compassion
Is this really me?
Destined to be
A drop of red
Tainted their thread
A badge of honor
Around their necks
Karl Desjardins, Martin Trottier, William Arseneau
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