This is my second song (the lyrics) for my FAWM project and my new album, Locus Eater. I finished this three days or so ago but didn’t have time to write it up on finalize it.
I’ve been behind because I started late (only recently heard of FAWM – though I was already gonna write a new album), because of power outages, and because of repair issues, and family health problems. But I’m still working it. So here ya go, The Cave of the Unknown Prophet.
THE CAVE OF THE UNKNOWN PROPHET
The Cave of the Unknown Prophet
Glittering and bold
The dust of ancient ages
Relics all foretold
The throne of sceptered tyrants
Cast down with a curse
A man to grind down mountains
Cut valleys in the Earth
I saw the prophet wander
Across the broken skies
The future all in labor
While ruined kingdoms died;
His cave the great circumference
Round which the world did turn
His name is now forgotten
Yet still his omens burn
Cave of the Unknown Prophet
Well of the Wasted Past
Womb of the Coming Ages
Born in the world at last
He spoke of Countless Wonders
If only we would heed
The things he heard in thunder
When the dawn was but a dream
I saw the prophet’s anger
When we ignored his voice
The present much endangered
By our reckless, selfish choice;
The wind it moaned at midnight
The seas they rolled in fear
Time shook like an earthquake
Ruptures soon appeared
He asked of man a miracle
That love might guide his hand
Not hatred, blood, and murder
To soil and taint the land, but
The cave of the unknown prophet
Was buried with the man
Whatever he had foreseen
Written in the sand
I’ve looked a thousand ages
To find it all within
There are no maps or pages
To lead me back again
I saw the prophet Wizened
With the burden of his Sight
He sought to warn of darkness
We never saw the light
The Cave of the Unknown Prophet
Does he sit there waiting still
For us to finally answer, and
His words to be fulfilled?
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