Yet year on year the greedy tide   Swelled from the west unsatisfied   And ever with impatient fret   Gnawed at the human banquet   And many with madness in their eyes   Stared gibbering at the white hot skies   Where foul birds circled overhead   Shadowing the living and the dead       Southward to where the blood red sun   Sickens at noon in vapours dun   He stumbles with the fear-tamed herds   Of savage beasts...   While homeless birds fly overhead   Southward   Southward   Southward   Southward      Yet year on year the greedy tide   Swelled from the west unsatisfied   And ever with impatient fret   Gnawed at the human banquet   And many with madness in their eyes   Stared gibbering at the white hot skies   Where foul birds circled overhead   Shadowing the living and the dead