Through the heaps of bone
walked the old Samaritan all alone
His senses crushed by the sight of death;
the odor of decay
taking away his every breath
As blackbirds lurked over him
the old man reflected on his sins
sins done by him,young;
sins done by his tongue
Dark deeds that drained love away
left him with life,drenched in pain
forgiveness,twas all he prayed
Shed your skin,said the voice above
walk on petals,be a preacher of love!
Thus was the apotheosis of Satan
who reincarnated among as the Samaritan.
And now he walked on the cracked earth
his feet sinking into filth and dirt
Nothing's left,the old man had thought
but was interrupted by the sight he saw
From the vast dunes of carrion
up he came!Oh,how he shone!
The sun had rose;yes,Ra had come
rising from the iridescent horizon
Earth's wounds healed
green sprout out
The old Samaritan gleamed
as the winds began to shout!
Skins over bones
aye,the race has been resurrected!
And so had come a new ray hope
when the world seemed stunted
Thus life sprinted around
head held high,naked feet on ground
Once again beginning in none
yet destined to end in one!