Apollo Dreams

Through a forest of heavenly marble columns Upon a bed of silvery mist with golden dew Into the realm of Mount Olympus, Apollo dreams Slumber oh grace thy eternal beauty of youthful man Magnificent surrounds your godly radiance The world of ancients waited your awaking The Sun arose for your command Once the reign of Zeus was done The glory of Apollo was to begun Majesty of archery oh gentle arrows of death Escaspe your bow as easily as your breath Patron of medicine you could heal The very ones you choose to kill Mortals who rejected your godly lust As supreme ruler poor mortals do as they must Poetry rhymes from your lips Music one of your greatest gifts With prophecy you should have known You would be denied your godly throne Never to ride against heaven in your chariot of the Sun A Savior replaces you with the Faith of Jerusalem Sleep eternally sleeps Apollo Your creed the world no longer needs Your light no longer is the sight Apollo dreams never again to awake Constantine's vision shakes than remake God of Sun transform to this earth Son of God by Virgin's Birth Man no longer believes of Apollo's deeds Man no longer has a reason for Apollo's needs Without a purpose for his faith to be deem On pillars of white marble forever Apollo dreams