John Francis Dooley

wipe the sleep from your eyes

and embrace the light.

You have slept now

for a thousand years

beneath starless nights.

And now its time for you

to renounce the old ways

and see a new dawn rise.

In former days

the masks were raised

when the god came down

from off the mountain,

and a sacrifice was made

for they knew the day of wrath

was fast apporaching.

Just like yesterday, before the war

John Francis Dooley

the scapegoat has run

all our sins are disowned,

and now it's time for you

to take off thy mask

and cross the Rubicon.

If you and I were one

within the eyes of our designs

it would still not change

the fact of our leaving.

For tonight we must leave

with the first gentle breeze

for the Isles of Ken we are assailing

Just like Ullyses, on an open sea.

On an oddysey of self discovery.