Long ere Priapus pranced through groves Arcadian sunlight kissed
The gods of Easter Island were born out of the mist.
Before the Elder deities from Egypt's fogs were born
The gods of Easter Island stood up to greet the morn.
Before Mylitta knew the light or ever Bel had birth
The gods of Easter Island were rulers of the earth.
Before the bulls of Nineveh were hewn out of their stone
The gods of Easter Island stood silent and alone.

The gods of Easter Island saw kingdoms come and go
And shrines and idols shattered as tides that ebb and flow.
They saw the kite-winged Horus sweep down the beach to drink.
They saw Atlantis topple and Lemuria sink.
They brood through Topaz eventide when tropic day is done;
I see them o'er the ocean, black in the dying sun.