The Raging Calm

Nailed, for days, upon the main For weeks, I trow, stood still the vane The searing heat left our crew frail As puppets sagged under futile sails God, why hast thou forsaken us? - forsaken us Have our prayers not reached thy skies? - not reached thy skies Oh, wilt thou not awaken us - awaken us From this nightmare of arid cries? - of arid cries Weathered, parched by the sulf'rous sun To breathe is pain when hope is gone My thoughts crawl as slowly as the slime I last had supped from the fetid brine God, why hast thou forsaken us? - forsaken us Have our prayers not reached thy skies? - not reached thy skies Oh, wilt thou not awaken us - awaken us From this nightmare of arid cries? - of arid cries A man must eat, a man must drink A man will act, pushed to the brink Despair dictates to dodge decay Thus the weaker beast be the stronger's prey All thoughts of god and justice shrink As souls dissolve and bodies sink In terror may pure angels gaze As frenzied man doth man erase Let your hails come down! - We've shed all fear and spit right back Let your tempests rage! - A gentle breeze to a listless man Let your thunders crack! - Faint birdsong all that will die off Let your maelstrom pull us towards our doom! The dead are dancing on the deck Their worn joints creak, their skulls nigh crack The ghastly rhythms they perform Assail my heart yet wake the storm God, why hast thou forsaken us? - forsaken us Have our prayers not reached thy skies? - not reached thy skies Oh, wilt thou not awaken us - awaken us From this nightmare of arid cries? God, we had strayed though calm would bind us We have sinned in thought, word, deed In your mercy kneeling find us Saddened, wizened, a contrite breed