Carnage permeates the air,
Drifting embers and clouds of ash.
Severed branches and shattered ecosystems.
Broken bodies drip with pitch,
In the name of endless greed.
Loaded onto trucks,
Turned into row upon row of suburban prisons.
Locking us away from our ancestors.
We wonder why our world is rotting.
False prophets, mainstream conditioning,
And thirst for more and more and more.
There was a forest here long ago.
Now there stands a sea of stumps,
Leading the way into fucking desolation.
We will not have our history stripped from us.
We will not be devoured by the cursed Leviathan.
There was a forest.
And there will be a forest once more.
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