Priests of Cholera Songtext
von Noah Georgeson

Our sea of standards
Outshined all seething
All silver saplings
Where once green
Saplings grew
Sharpen two needles
That puncture jungles Broke cathedrals
Priests of cholera
Are preaching
How they light
That shades us
From the sun

Your face is winter
White shades familiar
Tundra of feather
Where once
A lake of quills
Now glacial powder


That coats the jungles
Paints cathedrals
Priests of cholera
Are bleaching
In the light
That shades us
From the sun