Hymn to the Local Gods
Whispers of Vanished Deities: Unveiling the Mystical City
Lyrics
Where are the bones and the flowers?
Questioning the whereabouts of remnants and offerings, possibly bones and flowers, dedicated to the local gods.
Where are the shrines to the local gods?
Wondering about the absence of places of worship or sacred sites dedicated to the local gods.
They never write now or ring us
Expressing a sense of neglect as there is no communication or signals from the local gods.
Whatever happened to the local gods?
Pondering the disappearance or decline of the local gods and their significance.
What are their names? Where do they live now?
Seeking information about the identities and current residences of the local gods.
Where do we go to light a candle to them now?
Inquiring about the appropriate places to offer homage or prayers to the local gods.
They held the soul of the city
Highlighting the spiritual essence of the city held by the local gods.
The streets were bright with the local gods
Describing the vibrant and illuminated streets, influenced by the presence of the local gods.
The days were sweet with their meanings
Reflecting on the meaningful and pleasant days shaped by the local gods.
The nights were vivid with the local gods
Portraying vivid and lively nights influenced by the local gods.
The day they left we never saw their going
Expressing a sudden departure of the local gods without notice.
We woke one morning and the world was less than it had been
Noting a diminished world upon awakening, emphasizing the impact of the local gods' absence.
In the canals and the wastelands
Referring to various locations like canals and wastelands where the local gods were once present.
Up in the spires, under the flyovers
Mentioning elevated structures and spaces where the local gods used to be found.
Still you can see, with the right eyes,
Asserting that the discerning eyes can still perceive the radiant influence of the local gods.
The shining presence of the local gods
Emphasizing the enduring and shining aura of the local gods.
Stand in the silence you can hear them whisper
Suggesting a quiet atmosphere where one can hear the faint whispers of the local gods.
Hearing their laughter echo in the steel and stone
Highlighting the echoes of laughter from the local gods resonating in the urban landscape.
So leave a fire in the window
Encouraging the act of keeping a symbolic fire, possibly a beacon, to attract the local gods.
Pour the wine under the underpass
Suggesting a communal gathering under an overpass, accompanied by a libation of wine.
Let's all go down to the river
Proposing a collective journey to a river, symbolizing a reunion with the local gods.
We'll go swimming with the local gods
Envisioning a communal activity of swimming with the local gods in the river.
They never died we only lost their number
Asserting that the local gods haven't perished but their connection has been lost or forgotten.
All you can find here worship and more will appear
Conveying that by engaging in worship, the presence and influence of the local gods can be rediscovered.
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