falling, falling
civilization means nothing when the environment’s death is imminent
falling in circles
where buildings crumble, trees will grow
fight back against kings and tyrants
make vengeance swift on those who’ve scorched the earth
ours is the new dawn
look past the fire, forget their hate
as the sapling rises from the aftermath of a forest fire
we shall begin anew
rage, coward, rage.
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