Surreal colour plans draw the horizon So parched and silent One step beyond the borders drained them of life Requiems for burnt sheep Deadened, yet sustaining Float in a searing vacuum
Why could we not mourn? Why kept we silent? Devout in the hour after death When sorrow left for eternal salvation There was no hope to survive the drought In the shimmering feast of mankind's boiling bowels Why could we not mourn?
All souls from the sand to the clouds, From our lair to the mountains Kept vigil in mankind's darkest hour
Why kept we silent When all human dreams drowned in the desert sands?