facing the eldest gods

so dark that stars must scream out of the sky

these are the nights our ancestors had known

against that vision no room for the lie

we note the pallor of those now on high

in every heart the secret is a stone

so dark that stars must scream out of the sky

sharp is the blade that makes the tongue comply

and rough the face on which the wind has blown

against that vision no room for the lie

eager to please and to survive thereby

those who awake into this world have grown

so dark that stars must scream out of the sky

your normal viewer has turned out so shy

that all he does is bend his head and moan

against that vision no room for the lie

there's no place left to which the good may fly

each of us faces that hard fact alone

so dark the stars must scream out of the sky

against that vision no room for the lie

(C)2008, Fragano Ledgister