Echolalia
When will you come
Riding high with wings devised from eagle meat?
All the time we've spent
Awaiting your descent
Building empires, burning empires down again
Everything we've wasted
You're worth all of this
Echolalia
Come down from the sky
We promise not cage you, break you or tame you when you arrive
There is nothing now at last
But your shrine is still intact
Everything we've wasted
You're worth all of this
Echolalia
You've been silent for so long...