The bones of the earth rattle
What have you done
Mountain tops tumble
What have you done
Red rivers running rivulets
Through the ruddy landscape
What have you done
Howling winds demand to know
What have you done
Plucking trees from forest beds
Planks sailing through the sky
What have you done
The skeletons are restless
The closet doors won’t hold
The basement is unbedded
The graves grave stories are unfolded
What have you done
Ghostly spirits wailing
Tragedies untold
The bones shake with fury
The bones shake with grace
The finger of the past is pointing
The earth herself is speaking
What have you done
Nothing just or righteous
Be certain
The sky is falling
Blood dripping down the canvas
The past is calling
Unanswerable muted mumbles
To your knees fiends
Your time is up
The forest has risen
Growing wooden stakes
For vampire hearts
The ashes have gathered
The bones shake
The bones shake
And you cannot dance
No more
