Salix - Matem (Ascending on Wings of Quartz)

Exiled from home, self-imposed I seek riches in death I hurl myself from a cliff Yet my body remains, despite my attempts to leave I dive beneath the lake, and still I will not die Matem, great bird of prey I beseech thee for aid, teach me to fly My body transforms into a white eagle Returned to my home, to find for years I've flown through sky and by feather, my form unfettered Exalted now as the spirit, I gather my slaves on the beach They place my harpoon on the sand And I summon a totem to stand