You can ignore me, traveler, as terror would seem fit
but you will not ignore my beckoning when the flame comes unlit
I feed upon men's strength and children's fears
as I creep upon one and all. The silence amongst your years.
I am eternal and laugh behind your wealth...Your beauty your cunning, yes
For nothing outreaches my arms for those that will always trangress
From the very bow of the ships you sailed this harbor alone
Will you leave them again for the same path are all shown
By myself alone and we are eternal ever to those that will not admit
To this world and it's soil. In this ground you will submit.