And in the end - Not all the gods - Nor all the blood - Could keep the jungle away
Theirs was a great and powerful society that leaves us in awe to this day. But, they went the way of all great and powerful societies. Casting gaze Northward reveals another great and powerful culture. I have never stood atop a Mayan temple where the blood once flowed, but I suspect that if one listened to the breeze closely the Mayan spirits therein might be heard to whisper - you are but one step behind. Look to the North.
To a 284K sound file of Maya (1:10)
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Part VI
Maya
words - Dennis Bidney; music - Chris Baszczynski
An ocean away from the old world
Now the new world
Near ground zero Yucatan
More stone, more image
But the makers, long gone
Can still be seen in the faces of the inhabitants of this land
Cycles come, cycles go,
Civilizations come, they go
This one was no different
The living earth reclaims it's domain
And encases all that man can dream
Only to be scraped away for what remains
Of the who, the when, and the why
Greatness was yours
Large was the sphere
Complex was the structure
And mysterious were your fears
You were the watchers of the heavens
The tillers of maize
Keepers of time
And the brilliant artisans of jade
The engineer and architect
The warrior athlete
Offering up life to compete
And the seekers of the Vision Serpent
Your names loom large from the glyphs
Your cities exalted even in decay
The Lord Jaguar kings
The splendor of Palenque
But power and prosperity came with a price
The Underworld demanded it's part
The currency was blood flowing in floods
From the alters that received countless human hearts
Alliances change
Dominion drifts where it will
And the city states rose and fell
Even as humanity was hurled into the sacrificial well
And in the end
Not all the gods
Nor all the blood
Could keep the jungle away
Go, climb to the temple
Cast your gaze to the North
Maya, see the new incarnation
The new ascendancy on Earth
Look to the North
Look to the North
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