Analysis of Faded Parchment

The sky with troubled clouds is filled,
    as the parchment fades,
         fair Columbia is killed.

The land with darkness shades,
    songbird caged,
         bitter play is staged.

Satyrs cup fills with bitters,
    watched by witty wall sitters,
         the parchment's letters wane,

Under gaze of crown insane,
    we suffer intense pain,
         as when we should have walked, in our beds we've lain.