The Gods All Sleep

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Tell me prophet, blinded with sight of the gods
Where they hiding? And what do you think of all this blood?
Thought you could see. Thought you knew
Visionless me, why can I see right through you?

No voice in the whirlwind
Not for such as thee
Hearken, my children, don't listen to me

If you divine fates from visions sent through ivory gates, well
I've got such as one for you, can't tell me that it's not true
In their hidden places, all the deathless pass the ages
But what is it that they do? Cassandra just shut your mouth

Without making a sound, the gods all sleep
As we're hallowing ground, the gods all sleep
As we're doing them proud, the gods all sleep
As a torture wheel rounds, the gods all sleep

Come on Morpheus, open up that box for us 'cause
The prophet needs to know some more. We'll meet again past the shores
In the meantime, while you're out there in the dreamtime
As humanity implores, can you just pass on this note?

Without making a sound, the gods all sleep
As we're hallowing ground, the gods all sleep
As we're doing them proud, the gods all sleep
As we bloody our crowns, the gods all sleep

Tell me oh Phoebus, what of thy Pythia now?
Tell me sweet Jesus, where art thou? 

Without making a sound, they sleep us away, as we vainly pray, our deafened logos
As we're hallowing ground, they could not care less 
They are not impressed, and it really shows

As we're doing them proud, with sanctified sin
The blackness within our vacant souls
As a torture wheel rounds, and this planet spins
Where have they all been?
You already know

Remind me now Theban, why was I to not kill the kine?
I think you've been dreaming this whole time

Sleeping sisters, with our threads between your fingers
Does this mean that I am free, or did you already do me?
Well I will claim this fate, as my own at any rate, and
If the immortals disagree, then they can speak for themselves

Without making a sound, the gods all sleep
As we're hallowing ground, the gods all sleep
As we're doing them proud, the gods all sleep
In their burial gowns, the gods all sleep

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