Dream into being. Ancestors eternal, two giants faternal, wielding stone knives. Upon shapeless bodies, the All-Father's follies, they carve human lives. Sun Mother! Wake unborn seeds to grow, snakes to bleed mighty rivers that quiver and flow. The light on the oils, a spectrum of coils: Rainbow Serpent. The storm clouds empowered, crying orhpans devoured, drowned in its currents. Eaglehawk, your children slain by Crow, split your pain! Through the brush you stalk, draped in quills of flame. Raven dyed in smoke, entombed birds reborn, locked in everlasting strife. Mourn the songs of times past. Prisons engorged with risen "savages," the first to forge myths. Still, thrist ravages all. Proud First People beneath the steeple of a white ogd. Whole trives accused, children abused. No spared rod. Terra nullius, bearer of disease. Slowly breathe in this lowly gasoline death. Culture borken, half-castles stolen, a mother's shout. The flaying of skin, eugenic sin, black bred out. A swallowing torrent once swept the abhorrent beneath the foam. May spirits of rain rise up once again, to shape the land we roam. Uluru, battle of snakes, the earth roused awake to tremble anew, a howling mountainous birth. Demons spawned of mud sculpt generations in their blood. Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com