Cycles
A Dead Tree Doesn't Talk
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Ceremonial cultivation becomes the remedy We are a seed, now grow through me This sick being has polluted our earth In her womb I rot before rebirth I went down with thoughts of genocide To cure this world Lay me down in the poorest of dirt Peaceful silence as I'm eaten by her vicious worms What will we eat when nothing grows Where will we go when all is dead How to breathe when it makes you sick Nothing but greed curse our brains and stimulates Are you awake Feast on me Cleanse the soil of impurity Feast on me Let your mind slide into obscurity Take this handful of dirt Feel the moistness of her earth Take this pure water Drink it down, drain the life from our mother The cycle of human kind The end of her life Earth, once so green My whole existence is thanks to you I give myself to repair The damage we have done The cycle of human kind The end of her life Earth, now so ruined I wish I could take down more with me Now, forgive me I felt nothing to a point Unethical but not that wrong
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