Crumbling world falls through my hands
In my mouth taste bitter sands
Grass is burning, pulse is slow
Drip by drip my backwards growth
Crawl
Fade, fade to hate
And I'll die within my fade
Wine, song, women, birth
This deflowered Mother Earth
Planting, plowing, how she grieves
Seeds that grow these dying trees
Crawl
Fade, fade to hate
And I'll die within my fade
True
Fade, fade to hate
And I'll die within my fade
What does this song mean to you?