Awen

As the clanking footfalls echo
With the mirthless concrete walls
Down the parting road
The end to unfold

Marching relentlessly
As if to break free
Towards the yawning void
Beyond the dawning light

For the end has come
As time is gone
Behold
The path foretold

When the time has come
For the end undone
Behold

All the gold in the scale pan
And the scheming of the damned
Erasing gods exiled
Paradise defiled

Will I ever hear the awen sing
In a cosmos filled with reverence
Will I touch the soil in awe again
And caress the whispering winds divine

Will we pray the vivid orison
Will we see the promised aeon
When slaughter become history
And the children of Anu unite