Gods Left Unsung

Oh, race of men!
Peer to the sun
Those days of when gods walked among
Oh, race of men!
Seeds that sprout
As kingdoms sown on holy ground

Though, race of men!
It draws nigh
The trace of men hurled from the sky
So, race of men!
You ought to dread
To mar, not mend, what lies ahead

As a thin dream, soon to fade
Soaring on wings of woe
Withering peer to the sun
So, you shall go, as gods left unsung

As a thin dream, soon to fade
Soaring on wings of woe
Withering peer to the sun
So, you shall go, as gods left unsung



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Writer(s): C, G
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