swallowed

We are swallowed with the sun in our eyes and the waves behind We are harrowed in the fading light of a dead god's eye

In the shadows living sacred life unready to die Beneath willows Roots nourishing our lost mankind

We are swallowed By the inner decline that we consider divine We are harrowed In a crusade against the benign

Those that can redeem us are the ones that we destroyed With the plastic demons That serve their flaccid lords

Deaf to their green whispers That tell us our swansong The deluge on the canopy Will break through before long

Long wooden arms They reached out to us but the embrace was never answered by us