Their memories are forged into tales
Woven into songs
With words that have lost their meaning


What shape the legends had
Merciless force of time has eroded

Twisting the form

Changing the rhyme

Creating a golden calf
An illusion of understanding
An abomination of profound wisdom

The lost voice of their Father

They are dead in the darkening world

Keepers of a light long gone
Searching for the truth
Stumbling in the dark

Marching towards their downfall

In pale shades of light long gone

Their world`s coming down
Reason just beyond their reach


Their ways an inwards spiral
Chasing a vision
Every step a leap of faith


In joy they sing their hollow praises
Hanging only in thin air

They`re ever marching and never hearing
The dying echoes of their death