Sleep, The Old Gods

Sleep, the old gods,
In your beds of mountains,
From the tops of pyramids and from Mount Olympus,
Gazing out afar.

Sleep, the old gods,
Osiris, Zeus, and Bast,
Drowsing in a sleep of sphinxes and sands,
Drowsing in thunder.

Sleep, the old gods,
Dominion of lightning,
Rulers of death for years so old they have no number,
Rulers of the world.

Sleep, the old gods,
O ye brilliant ones,
Brilliant as the light of the stars in the uncaring darkness,
Brilliant in memory.

Sleep, the old gods,
O ye undying,
Immortal as the amaranth in time beyond time,
Immortal as God.

Sleep, the old gods,
O ye timeless ones,
In the dominion of the White Christ and the Savior,
In the time of Jesus.

Sleep, the old gods;
Sleep only to wake,
In some time far from here when the world is older,
When Jesus dies.