If I would give you my clear skies
If I would give you all golden fields of grain
Strong legs and tireless hearts
An ocean as still as a lake
Would you still worship and pray?
And not forget my name

U…
U...Maaaa...iiiiaaaaa...
U...Maaaa...iiiiaaaaa.,,
U...Maaaa...iiiiaaaaa...

U...maaa...ia
U...maaa...ia

Instead I'll give you my storm
I'll give you my hail
I will tear out trees
Sweep up the seas
Destroy all the fields
And you'll reach for the sky
But in this mud you'll die
And you will pray
And lightning illuminates your faith
When lightning, uh, lightning

If you, sweet child
Never screamed to get your way
I will forget you… lying there
And sleep for a million days
And I hear your prayers

U...Maaaa...iiii...

U...maaa...ia
U...maaa...ia

Instead I'll give you my storm
I'll give you my hail
I will tear out trees
Sweep up the seas
Destroy all the fields
And you'll reach for the sky
But in this mud you'll die
And you will pray
When lightning illuminates your faith
You will pray
You will pray
You will pray

U...Maaaa...iiiiaaaaa...