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.