Billion Year Old Being

You can find my signs in this paradise Where myriad the mornings shined That I have hardly dreamed of Through a hallucinary spell of time A place where hunter gatherers Gathered in their grave-house My name was spoken on the wind That blew away the sun Billion year old being! Statues planes and skyscrapers Are underneath the seas and rivers I emerge up from the seams of fate To sew my secrets in the dirt Then all the temples to the elements Will be made from human skeletons Turning in the universe Like the moon around the earth Billion year old being! Rise rise my spirit rise Shine a light over fields of fire Sing sing my spirit sing Over woodland glade and mountain spring How soon the sun can turn the hands of time And the cupstone flows with sacrifice Tempered skin into beaten drum Woodland bones ring out With trumpet voice Hawks ascend out of the open graves Hand-made hills carved out of dead sand Sacred are our waters no frost could still Cloven myths shape the sun-cross of life

Submitted by MetalElf — Feb 23, 2026