About this song
A nymph walks the groves of Theros, tending the roots where prayers take hold. Karametra's most beloved daughter, born of starlight and sacred soil -- every enchantment cast feeds the land through her hands. This is Sythis's hymn of divine abundance.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] Karametra wove me out of Nyx A breath of starlight bound to mortal soil She said: my daughter, tend the faithful field And carry their devotion home to me I do not rule the harvest, I attend it A small hand among the older gods Every prayer pressed gently to the loam Comes to me before it climbs the stars [Chorus] Every prayer you lay upon the earth Comes alive beneath my hands Every thread of light the gods have spun Feeds the roots where I stand Lay your offerings in the morning dew Watch the branches bend and grow What you give to the divine returns Tenfold from below [Verse 2] The constellations bend toward those who pray And Nyx unfurls like honey, slow and bright I gather every whisper that they say And braid them into garlands through the night For every blessing pressed into the dirt A leaf I haven't held before unfurls The whispered enchantments find me where I am And open like new pages on the boughs [Chorus] Every prayer you lay upon the earth Comes alive beneath my hands Every thread of light the gods have spun Feeds the roots where I stand Lay your offerings in the morning dew Watch the branches bend and grow What you give to the divine returns Tenfold from below [Bridge] I am small, a whisper in the grain One and two, a body made of hymns But tend me well and watch the table fill Every blessing starts with something thin [Outro] Through every verdant field Every bough that hangs with fruit The goddess shows her love And I am the proof
