St. Germain

Virtue of the Lord's silence
There will always be
The Deep Green Sea
The word that brought the world to be
Resounds still in its heaving waves

I have lived too long and I am far-gone
Into despair of the deathless kind
Immortality has dulled my mind
The dusty æons have erased my home

I do not recall the place of my birth
My mother's voice or my father's trade
The pact I made was not in written times
My name is St. Germain now, for I have lost my name

Here on the Red Sea and underneath these stars
We are alone and that is why I talk
For if you tell my tale to others
They'll scorn you as a liar and turn away

The world conceals no more secrets for me
I've traveled it end-to-end
And through the passing of the many times
I saw the same old folly reign

The lord is foul for he birthed the world
But men - his children are the very same
Time and again the same mistakes
Are made, regretted and forgotten

I say this to you as a fellow man
My immortality has wearied me
And if the choice was mine, I'd gladly lie
Into the ground with my mother and father

The ocean sways and in its chaos sounds
The secret of the Lord's creation
Profound blasphemy against the Outer Light
The cradle of all death and life
…of all life and death.