death on splendid wings did call and all the wicked angels fall so god was left weeping, only him his perfect glory, his only sin pedestals of lonely dust the memory of shadows near quaint by candle light scholars busts replaced the spirits, became mans saints vast aeons now had come and past gone was Goliath god at last but none like him could cry a tear for True Love lost, alone with fear so we made our own gods so we crafted angels out of man and plied the stars as the oceans and reigned in fire's chariot by mortal hands on the tombstone carved for eternity a single commandment stood alone "love thy neighbor as I loved thee" Farewell Goliath, strange father ours we never did know you ...but you loved us all the same